My time on the Enterprise
Chapter One: The Beginning
Disclaimer: Don't own Star Trek, but really wished I did.
Natalie Sterling wiped off some of the grease on her hands onto her coveralls she was wearing. She then pulled her long, mid-back length straight black hair back into the bun it had fallen out of. She worked on Starbase 24, at the edge of Romulan space. Things had been getting tense since Vulcan was destroyed six months ago. Her dark brown eyes looked over the transporter coils that she was working on. The transporters had gone down about two days ago and she had almost gotten to the root of the problem. "Lt. Commander Sterling, please report to main engineering." A voice said over the intercom. Natalie sighed, now what? She loved being an engineer, but the base was staring to fall apart. She started wishing again that she got the position on the Starship she actually wanted to work on rather than a Starbase. She was twenty four years and stuck in a old and falling apart base, she really wanted to get out of here and explore the stars. She walked to the nearest turbolift and made her way to engineering. When she arrived she saw the head of engineering waiting for her. He was thirty four years old, slightly balding, brown hair, grey eyes. "Yes, sir." She said. "I know you're almost finished with the transporter but I need my best person on the new problem we have." He told her. She wanted to roll her eyes at the man. He only said that when it was the worst job on the planet. He loved to put her on the hard projects because she could fix anything. "What is the problem, sir?" Natalie asked. "Communications are down; we need to fix it fast." He ordered. "Especially since things are blowing up with the Romulans." She nodded. "Yes, sir, I'll get right on that." She said. "But if I might be allowed to ask, is there anyone going to work on the transporters. If things really do go south we probably need them in working order."
"I'll have Lieutenant Myers working on it." He replied. Natalie nodded and walked up to the operations center. She walked over to the communications station and begun to fix it. She had been working on it for nearly an hour, when she found the problem. It was a fried chip; she looked through the bag she had picked up before she left engineering. She just put in the new one and the console lit up when three Romulan ships appeared in front of them. "Shields up!" Captain Jeremy Spitcher ordered. "They're firing on us!" Ensign Kayhill said. "Fire phasers and send out a distress call!" The Captain ordered. They sent one out but the fight wasn't long, they only had phasers to the Romulans phaser banks and photon torpedoes. The shields were down and the Romulans had begun to beam onboard. The Captain turned to Natalie, who was the only engineer in the room. "Can you lock out the computer?" He asked. "Yes, sir." She relied. "Do it." He ordered. She walked over to the engineering console and begun to enter stuff at a rapid pace. About twenty minutes later she had successfully locked out the computer. The Captain opened the door to the Jefferies tubes. "Go to the shuttle bay, escape in the shuttles." He ordered.
They all looked at each other for a second; the shuttles would be easy to pick off. "Lt. Commander Sterling, you know the tubes like the back of your hand." The Captain said. "Lead them to safety." He then handed her a data chip on a chain. "Take this to Starfleet Command; only give it to Starfleet Command. It contains something they need if a war comes with the Romulans." Natalie took the item and put it around her neck and under the collar of her coveralls. She then turned and headed into the tubes. Everyone in the operations center made it into the tubes. There was only the Captain and the first officer left in the room. The Romulans had made it to the door they had locked and had begun to knock it down. The two men looked at each other, they knew that they had to give the people in the Jefferies tubes time to get away. Captain Spitcher shut the door to the tubes and turned to the door. The Romulans knocked down the door and pointed their guns at the only two people in the room. "Hello, gentlemen." The Captain said. Meanwhile, while that was happening, Natalie was leading the group through the many twists and turns. They met up with about a group of twenty who also thought of using the tubes. They finally made it to the door; Natalie opened it and got out.
She glanced around the room and saw no one. She motioned to the rest of the group to follow her. About half of the group made it to the shuttles when the Romulans waiting to spring the trap started shooting. Everyone dived everywhere. Some of the group ran into the first shuttle and left the bay, but were shot down by one of the Romulan ships. Natalie and five others headed back to the Jefferies tube door. About ten more hadn't even left the tube yet. Natalie was the last to get in. She turned and saw that everyone else was dead and shut the door quickly. Natalie led them to a hub of sorts in the tubes. She then looked at the other people who were with her. "We need a plan." She said. "But first we need to get to Engineering to shut off the internal sensors. That way they don't know where we are." She bit her lip. "We also need to get to the weapons locker; we have no way to defend ourselves right now." An Ensign told her. "You're right. Okay I will head to Engineering." She began. "I can shut it down quickly and the less people with me the better it will be. They will probably have at least ten to twenty in there. Four of you will go to the weapons locker and get as many weapons as you can. The rest of you stay in the tubes and do not attract attention." Natalie looked at all the faces looking back at her. If everyone else was dead on the base and her and the people with her was all that was left. She was now the highest ranking officer and she needed to lead them. "What about sending another distress call out?" Asked Lieutenant Emily Constrian, the communications officer on duty at the time. "All we have to do is go to auxiliary control and we could send a message out." Emily continued. "Okay, you and two others, go with the group to the weapons locker, once armed go to auxiliary control and try to get another message out and try to get somebody to respond." She said. "Now, you all have tasks, let's get them done quietly." She turned and headed down the tube to main engineering and prayed to god that somehow, someway, somebody was coming to rescue them.
Okay so this is my first Star Trek Fanfiction, I hope you like it. Please review and give me ideas on how to continue it. I have a main story line I think I'm going to follow but sometimes the best ideas in my stories come from suggestions from the readers.