DO NOT READ THIS STORY! Hello, yes, I really am encouraging to stay away from this story. Why? Because I have taken the time to print and actually *read* this fic, something I haven't done in well 5+ years and I've discovered a few things. Firstly, it's awful! Really, it is. So I took the time to review the entire thing and I have changes that are pervasive throughout the entire story. Secondly, I now have much more knowledge about Star Trek and science in general (thank you Stargate and Wikipedia!) than I had when I started this fic back in 2002, so I think it would embellish the story and make the plot more realistic. So here's the plan, I am currently writing the sequel, Broken Timeline, I've had a lot of requests for it and it's my current NaNoWriMo project for November. I'm going to completely revise this story, from major plotlines to characterization to the title. Yes, it's changing, it will be called "Time Undone". Then I'm going to start posting it by replacing the chapters. I'll keep the current version of this fic on my website for posterity. I'm probably going to start posting Broken Timeline first, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there. Thanks for your attention and your patience. and... on a final note...
DO NOT READ THIS STORY!
Elves in Space
Summary:
LOTR/Star Trek, Voyager lands 20000 years in the past and end up on Middle Earth only to be greeted by a group of Elves on their way to Rivendell... Everyone gets more than they bargained for. No romance and much friendship. Prologue From the Stars to Middle Earth
"Captain's log Stardate 56738.5 : We have just received our latest mission from Starfleet Command and I am relieved to say that all of my crew with whom I travelled through the Delta Quadrant back to Earth is still aboard Voyager. Having spent so many years together it would be faithless to part now. We have become more than just crewmates. I consider these crewmembers to be my friends, my family. As we prepare to leave orbit from Earth, I am pleased to receive 32 new crew members to join forces with Voyager, as well as a few delegates of great legend are to accompany us on our mission. Selected members from the legendary starship Enterprise E are to come with us, including Captain Jean-Luc Picard, whom I had the great pleasure to meet not too long ago, upon our return to the Alpha Quadrant. Our latest mission: we must track down faint readings that have been detected about 350 light years from Earth, and discover their origin. Starfleet Command believed it to be spatial anomalies within subspace or they also fear it might be a legion of cloaked Romulan vessels in hiding, possibly preparing for an attack to the Federation. I only hope these spatial anomalies won't be sending Voyager across the Galaxy some 80 000 lights years away from home... again."
As Captain Janeway finished her log, she took one last look in the mirror and one last sip from her cup of coffee. She left her ready room and prepared herself for what would be a very long and dreary afternoon of smiling and following Starfleet protocol as she would welcome thirty some new officers on her ship.
As the twenty-first new crew member beamed in the transporter room, Captain Kathryn Janeway, greeted her new officer with as much enthusiasm and Starfleet protocol she could muster up.
"Welcome to Voyager," she said with a friendly smiling. "I'm Captain Janeway."
The new officer smiled back at her, shaking her hand. If she wasn't so distracted she would have noticed the new crewmember's exquisitely remarkable blue eyes, very few humans possessed eyes that reflected such beauty.
"Thank you Captain, I am Ensign Leslie Greenleaf. I believe I am your new astrophysics officer."
His hair was unusually long for Starfleet protocol, light brown locks swaggering just above his chin. He was quite tall and unnaturally slender; one would think he was anorexic, however eating disorders were fairly uncommon in the 24th century.
"You're very welcome Mr. Greenleaf, allow my first officer Chakotay to show you to your new quarters," she said monotonously; she had been greeting new officers and delegates all day.
The new officer nodded. "Gladly, Captain", he said smiling a beautiful smile that revealed his pearly white teeth.
As the transporter room doors closed, Janeway could hear Chakotay ask Greenleaf as to why he joined Starfleet and became an astrophysics specialist. The young officer replied, "Because of my love for the stars."
Chakotay chuckled as he pressed his hand against the officer's shoulder. "I think we've all said that at one time."
The Captain shook her head and smiled awaiting the next crewmember to beam aboard the ship. Her face beamed with admiration when she saw Captain Picard of the Starship Enterprise E materialise on the transporter pad along with five other officers.
"Captain Picard! It's an honour to have you aboard Voyager," she said, extending out her hand to shake the captain's.
"Thank you Captain Janeway, the honour is mine to be here. I have with me five other crewmembers from the Enterprise. I do believe you remember Commander Riker, my First Officer, Counsellor Troi, Commander Laforge, my Chief Engineer, Lieutenant Seth Raven and Commander Data," he said pointing to the yellow faced man, who was in fact an android.
"I'm very glad to meet all of you. If you would please allow me to present my Chief of Security, Commander Tuvok, who will be showing you to your quarters. There will be a more detailed briefing of our mission in the conference room at 1400 hours."
Picard nodded and smiled. "We'll be there Captain." The Vulcan Chief of Security led the Enterprise crew to their quarters.
Captain Janeway entered the conference room were awaited her Senior Officers for their first crew manifest. It had been six months since the new crewmembers arrived and the Captain thought it was high time to evaluate their performance.
"So who's next on the list?" Janeway asked, taking a sip of coffee.
Chakotay looked at the manifest and named the next officer. "Ensign Greenleaf from astrophysics."
"Alright, with whom does he work?" questioned the captain.
Harry Kim coughed. "Well, I've worked with him a few times. I know he mostly works with Ensign Windred and Line. Uh I mean Lieutenant Thomas, Line Thomas. But uh, Leslie's an intriguing guy. He doesn't talk much but he sure gets the job gone."
"I would agree with Mister Kim," spoke the tall blonde woman sitting two seats away from him. The voice was Seven of Nine's, a former Borg drone who escaped a collective of machine-like monsters who seek nothing but to destroy entire civilisations in the name of their search for perfection. "Ensign Greenleaf is an efficient officer. He is always punctual, always accomplished his duties meticulously and is extraordinarily intelligent. I do not recall interacting with such a knowledgeable person. One would tend to believe he was thousands of years old judging by his intellect."
The others appreciated the mild unindented jest.
"Or maybe he was once a Borg drone," laughed Voyager's Chief Engineer, lieutenant B'Elanna Torres. "You know, I've noticed though, he's strange, very strange."
"What do you mean B'Elanna?" asked Chakotay.
"Well, he doesn't talk, he sits by himself in the Mess Hall and stares at the stars for countless hours and... he sings!" The officers around her chuckled slightly. "Its true, I can't make out with language it is, its one I've never heard. I asked him what it was and he only said it was 'a very old tongue that has not been spoken for centuries.' I mean who speaks long forgotten languages?"
Seven arched her eyebrow curiously. "Perhaps his intellect has led him to learn of languages of old, or it could be part of his heritage. "
"Perhaps," laughed B'Elanna, "or maybe he really is thousands of years old!"
Once the review was complete, the conference room emptied itself and the crew returned to their stations or activities. Harry pulled B'Elanna aside.
"Do you really think Leslie is that strange?" he asked somewhat innocently.
The Engineer smirked. "Oh c'mon Harry! You've seen him! He's unnaturally thin for a man, I don't know if he eats or sleeps, and his face is so pale it scares me and that singing is really eerie you know. Oh and when he talks, he sounds like he's trying to cover up some sort of accent he doesn't want us to know about."
Kim sighed. "Yeah I know, he is strange looking, but give him a break! He's still new to all this and you know he's not that bad once you get to know him, although I think Seven's right he does seem like he is much older than he looks."
"Harry he looks like he's not older than twelve! Or, all right 20 tops! I guess you're right, you know his singing was quite beautiful and if you stare at him for a while, he doesn't look half bad."
"Talking about me again?" asked B'Elanna's husband, Lieutenant Tom Paris. "I mean, I know I'm gorgeous and I sing like an angel but please!" he said mockingly placing him hand on his brow. "You just have to get over it!"
His wife just shook her head. "No, we were talking about that new Ensign, Greenleaf?"
Tom shook his head in understanding. "Oh him! Yeah he's weird, a little too smart for me," he glanced at his wife suspiciously. "So what were you saying about him?"
"Well I was just saying how handsome he really is and how I wished you could look exactly like him!" she replied mockingly, softly patting his stomach, which seemed to grow as fast as their daughter, Miral did.
"Gee thanks," he answered feigning being deeply wounded.
"Captain's log, Stardate 56864.1 : It has already been six months since Voyager began its latest mission, to track down those readings and identify them. It took us nearly two months to get to where the readings were, and strangely enough, they disappeared upon our arrival. I wonder just-"
"Captain you have an incoming transmission from Starfleet headquarters."
Suddenly the intercom came online and Janeway immediately recognized Chakotay's voice. " Post it through here Chakotay," she said blankly, slightly upset that she could not finish her log entry.
She turned her view screen on and was greeted by the same Admiral that had given her, her briefing for Voyager's mission.
"What can I do for you Admiral Nechev?"
"Greetings to you too, Captain," said the admiral tonelessly. "We have discovered some disturbing transmissions originating from the Neutral Zone. Since you are the closest ship, I was hoping you could look into it."
"There are no other ships in sight?" she asked, disturbed.
The Admiral replied. "No Voyager is the only one that is less than four weeks away. I am sorry to say that we have not been too careful patrolling the border, and of course it is at times like this that the Romulans like to take advantage of the situation." The Admiral finished his briefing for Voyager's sudden new mission.
"Understood," stated the Captain when Nechev was done.
"Excellent, I should expect a report within the next three week or so."
"Of course Admiral," said Janeway in what almost seemed like a mocking tone of voice.
As she walked onto the bridge, Janeway was quick to give new orders to her crew. "Tom, set a course for the Neutral Zone."
"What? The Neutral Zone?" said Paris, confused.
"You heard me," Janeway sat at her Captain's chair and watched as the lieutenant typed in the new co-ordinates.
"Course plot in, new co-ordinates set."
"Engage," the elusive captain responded automatically.
Sitting next to her, Commander Chakotay could not help but let curiosity get the better of him. "What's going on? Has Starfleet given us new orders?"
"Yes, they believe something fishy is going on with the Romulans and since we are the closest ship, Starfleet asked us to investigate."
"That's strange, we're at least two weeks away from the Neutral Zone, they couldn't find a closer ship," the newly appointed Lieutenant Harry could not help adding his two cents into the conversation.
"No, Mister Kim, apparently we are the closest ones."
"Strange, very strange."
"I know Chakotay, but for now there is not much we can do. You have the bridge I'll be in my ready room."
"Aye Captain."
As Captain Janeway walked into her ready room, she immediately summoned Captain Picard over the com. "Captain Picard, please report to my ready room."
A few minutes later, Janeway heard the hiss of the doors and the Captain walked in. Janeway motioned to Picard to sit down. He did so, but not without giving her a quizzical glance.
"I can see we have reversed course for the Neutral Zone," he noted blankly.
"Yes we have I'm not going to keep any secrets from you, Captain. I haven't told my officers why our mission was changed. I wanted to let you know first."
"Well I'm glad for that," smiled the captain.
"Good. I've received new orders from Nechev. We are to go to the Neutral Zone. Starfleet detected mysterious readings from there and they've confirmed them to be transmissions. The Federation believes the Romulans are planning something and they asked us to uncover it."
"I see." Captain Picard arched an eyebrow.
"Would you like something to drink, coffee perhaps?" asked Janeway as she stood up and went to the replicator.
"Yes, thank you. Tea. Earl Grey, Hot."
Janeway smiled, she'd heard so many other officers discuss the captain sitting before her's tea drinking habits. It was the first time she'd ever heard him say the infamous words.
"Coffee. Black. And tea. Earl Grey. Hot." she ordered at the piece of technology, slightly mimicking Picard's usual manner of ordering tea.
She handed him the teacup and continued. "We plan to arrive in the Neutral Zone in about two weeks. Until then we have to analyse the transmissions intercepted by Starfleet."
"I'll send my people on it right away. I'm sure Mr. Laforge will be able to assist you."
"Excellent. Let's get to it then!" she said as they left the ready room and began their new mission.
Two weeks later, Voyager arrived at the Neutral Zone, it was as dead as the Dead Sea in Israel.
"Tom, slow down to one quarter impulse," said Janeway, mildly disappointed that there was no action in the Neutral Zone, it was in fact a useless diversion for their first mission.
"Aye Captain."
"Well Mister Kim, anything?" asked the Captain to her Opts officer.
"No, there is nothing here. I don't understand!"
Janeway turned eagerly to look at tactical. "Tuvok? Anything."
Tuvok ignored the disappointed look in the Captain's face when he replied. "No, Captain there is nothing here. I do not detect anything, no cloak ship, no warp signatures, no indication there was any activity here in the past few weeks."
The Captain sighed. "Begin a sensor sweep of the area, I want to know of any activity, whether its a ship passing through, a random transmission anything. Harry, go to Astro metrics and help Seven scan the area."
After receiving their orders, the Voyager crew began their work, Tuvok was scanning, and Harry left the bridge to join their Borg drone in order to scan more thoroughly in the Astro metrics lab. After about two hours of scanning and waiting, it was Commander Tuvok who brought in the first results of the day.
"Captain! I'm detecting a mild disturbance in subspace. It could be a subspacial anomaly."
"A wormhole?" asked the Captain.
"Possibly." As usual, the Vulcan always spoke neutrally, never giving away any possible emotions.
"Do you have a visual?" Chakotay asked.
"Not yet Commander."
Janeway tapped her communicator. "Captain Picard to the Bridge."
A few moments later, Picard left the turbolift and walked on the Bridge. By the look on his face, Janeway new he wanted some answers.
"We've found something. We think it may be a wormhole."
Before Picard could reply, the entire ship began to tremble, setting everyone standing off his or her feet. The Red Alert siren went off, nearly sending everyone's hands to their ears.
"Report!" yelled Janeway as she steadied herself on her chair.
"The turbulence is throughout the ship. Something's wrong Captain." It was Harry who answered, while holding on to his com.
"I can see that, Mister Kim. I need something more specific!"
"We're being pulled into the anomaly."
"What!" Janeway shouted, angrier that surprised. She turned on the com for a ship wide announcement. "This is the Captain. Brace for impact."
As Voyager was pulled through the anomaly, everything went blank.
After all the turbulence had calmed down, and Voyager was now safely through the anomaly, the crew began to awake.
"Report!" Was the first word that came out of Captain Janeway's mouth. Slowly the bridge officers began to regain their senses.
Harry got up to his com and read the internal sensors. "No casualties, the ship wide turbulence seems to have stopped."
"We are we?" asked Janeway.
Harry took a look at the external sensors, then he saw what was presented to him.
"You'd better not tell us we're 80 000 light years away from home again Harry," his best friend Tom Paris said sarcastically.
"We are right in from of Earth. But Captain, you're not going to believe this."
His eyes went wide. Janeway rolled her eyes and turned to face him, as did all the other officers on the bridge. They all had the same thought.
"What is it Mister Kim?"
Harry gulped as he told the bridge officers where they were. "We're on Earth... 20 000 years ago."
At the sound of Harry's words, everyone's breath stopped. It was completely silent, safe for Tom saying:
"Oh no! Not again!"
Well I hope that wasn't too crummy! Okay, okay, so Leslie Greenleaf is kind of silly, but hey! It's his cover! You'll see why and don't worry it will all make sense in the end... I think!
I hope. Oh well I hope you won't let a silly detail like a silly name like that stop you from reading, please? Alright thanks you very much for reading and I hope to update this soon enough…
There is a new chapter already in process so it should not be too long!
Ciao!