Title: An Ironic Twist of Fate
Author: Adenil
Rated: T, thirteen or up
Why: For, language, some adult type themes, and crazy people
Key words: Spock, McCoy, extreme angst, and inept ensign
Brief description: Spock is cloned, or is he?
Please note: I do not own Star Trek, or the original idea of Star Trek. The great deity that is Paramount owns Star Trek, and probably will forever. The only thing I own is the idea, which may or may not be from cartoon (I watch to much TV…) And Ensign Tomalley.
Also note: This one isn't a fun story : ( Kind of sad really
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Scotty deftly maneuvered the controls on the transporter pad. It had been a long day for him. Seventy two beam ups so far, one at a time. It had been nearly seven straight hours of work. He thanked whatever Gods there may be that there was only one left. He glanced over to Doctor McCoy, whose face was drawn. Scotty could sympathize; the Doctor had been having a long day too. He had had to immunize every beam up against the insane virus they were somehow getting. The pregnancy probably wasn't helping either.
All that was left was Spock. Scotty momentarily hesitated at the controls. A power failure had occurred earlier, and for some reason this whole scenario seemed familiar. The crew had been down on a planet about to become very cold, and there was one person beaming up. He shrugged, and pushed the button.
He watched with glee as the form of Spock appeared on the transporter pad. Apparently his worries had been unjustified. But his smile turned to a worried frown as another figure began to materialize behind Spock.
The other figure was tall, and as the machine wound down and Spock appeared he heard Doctor McCoy gasp. Just behind the pointy eared version of Spock, was another Spock. The only difference between the two was the rounded ears and un-arched eyebrows.
"Spock!" he shouted, as he watched the pointy eared turn and face his counterpart. Both had the equivalence of a stunned look on their face.
The decidedly more human Spock spoke first, "Well, hello there Mr. Spock." He shook his head and widened his eyes.
The other Spock took a backwards step off the transporter pad and turned to Scotty and the Doctor, "Call security."
"Now wait a minute!" The other yelled, "Why would you wanna go and do that?" He looked almost scared, which surprised Scotty perhaps even more than the unintentional cloning.
"Look," McCoy spoke up, "obviously, one of you is real, and the other isn't. So-"
"Not necessarily Doctor." They said in perfect unison. They more Vulcan Spock turned and glared at the other, before he continued, "We may both be a version of the 'real' Spock. It could be not unlike what happened to the Captain when his personalities were split."
Now Scotty remembered. He remembered the two Captains, one the pinnacle of good, the other all the foul thing humans were. He gulped, could the same thing really have happened here? With fear etched in his face he gazed at them both. "Well then, lads," He sighed, "which of you is which?"