Vulcan without logic

I belong to the Vulcan race. However, my parents are both V'tosh Ka'tur. Vulcan without logic. This means we embrace our emotions and show the freely without restraint. I do not agree with my parents' way of life. I chose to embrace the Vulcan way of life and suppress my emotions and stick to logic.

My parents weren't pleased with my decision. But I refused to let that hurt surface or affect my life decisions. I signed up to Star Fleet. My focus was science with a minor focus on astrophysics. This gave me the opportunity to work in the science division or engineering. My instructors were impressed especially with my disabilities. Well, I only saw one disability. The issue I held was the V'tosh Ka'tur heritage. Others saw my human mother a disadvantage, but I fail to see how that is a disadvantage.

I had enjoyed my time in the Academy and had met another half-Vulcan. We became good acquaintances mostly over our similar heritage. He knew about my parents but understood I had decided to stick with logic over emotion. I often assisted in the simulations and acted as an aid in his classes. HE had already taken up teach most of the classes I was qualified to teach. I still had my own but not as many as him.

I tucked a strand of brown hair behind my pointed ear as I walked to the simulation building at the academy. It was illogical because the strand was too short to stay behind the ear. I had my mother's brown hair. I kept it short except for my angled bangs that were parted to the side. I had also inherited her widow's peak. I took a deep breath in as I entered the control room for the Kobyashi Maru simulation. I nodded a greeting to Spock and went to my station pushing the thought of my mother out of my head. Her and my father were acting as ambassadors to Vulcan to try and work out the new colonization are on the planet for the V'tosh Ka'tur. It was only logical seeing as they are Vulcan as well

I would need to write to her soon, seeing as she was on Vulcan for the week. She always worried. I logged into the system controls and got ready for the test to begin. The log in code was my name and a few numbers. T'Lora. It meant lover. My mother had given it to me expecting me to be one who follows their heart instead of mind. It was a foolish mistake.

Taking the test was a cadet I had seen around several times. This was his third attempt. He must not understand the point of the test.


(A/n: Sorry for the confusion but I am switching to third person here.)

T'Lora watched to make sure there were no malfunctions in the program. The conditions were the same as always. She heard muttering from the test proctors.

"What's he doing?"

"Is he not taking this seriously?"

She turned to look at them. Perhaps the cadet wishes to waist our time in an attempt to rebel. She thought to herself. She looked back at her screen and saw that more enemy ships were approaching in the simulation and firing weapons. The cadet had not even raised shields or charged weapons. She furrowed her eyebrows.

They furrowed further when an alert popped up in her screen. She tapped it.

The moment she touched it, all the computers began to malfunction and most of the power was lost. She stood and looked around her confused. She met Spock's also confused look and shrugged.

The power came back and the simulation returned. T'Lora went back to her screen and began a system's check and looked for a cause of the sudden malfunction. Something had reprogrammed the test to make the enemy shields fall and the cadet rescued the crew.

"He did it." She heard a proctor say. "Mr. Spock, how did he pass?" T'Lora heard Spock speak.

"I do not know."

Her monitor began to beep and the men turned to her.

"I have the answer. A virus has been uploaded into the test's program and altered it during the power shortage, changing the nature of the examination." T'Lora said as she turned to Spock.

He furrowed his eyebrows. "Interesting."

"So he cheated. This will be brought to the board. Mr. Spock will be the official accuser. Ms. T'Lora will supply the evidence in the report." T'Lora and Spock nodded before leaving.


T'Lora sat behind Spock patiently and listened to the board members speaking. She would not be required to stand and speak since her report was filled out in detail the night before.

She watched as the cadet James T. Kirk was brought forward. He asked for his accuser to be brought forward. Spock rose and went to the podium. T'Lora was not interested much in the situation but listened carefully.

She was a bit curious as to what made him think it was ok.

Spock did reveal he did not understand the point. So I was correct. She also watched as Spock dealt a low blow to the cadet.

A silence filled the room. Someone alerted the head of the council and his voice is what brought T'Lora's gaze quickly to the front of the room.

"WE have received a distress call from Vulcan." Her blood froze in worry. Her parents were on Vulcan. Even though they were not close, they were still her parents.

"With our primary fleet engaged in the Lorenthian system, I hereby order all cadets to report to hanger one. Immediately. Dismissed."

The moment they were allowed to leave, T'Lora Shot up and practically sprinted to Spock.

"What do you think is happening?" She asked as they walked out of the room.

"I am unsure. We will soon find out." HE said. We walked in a tense silence, knowing that our home was currently in trouble.

Spock and T'Lora were both assigned under Captain Pike of the USS Enterprise. The tow made their way to hanger one and went to work on assigning the different cadets to their ships. T'Lora saw Uhura making her way over to them and decided to leave the two to their own devices. She did not want to be near the couple at the moment.

She assigned her last group of cadets to their ships and boarded her shuttle. She looked out the window as they passed over the ship they would be serving on. She didn't see Spock anywhere but assumed she would see him on the ship. It was beautiful and if she wasn't so preoccupied by her home planet, she would have been more appreciative.

She marched through the halls and up to the bridge where she reported to Captain Pike and headed to her station. She worked the panel that required her to stand. Behind her was a clear screen that showed the functioning parts of the ship and their status. Behind that were Spock's station and a red shirt's station. She began logging in and preparing the ship for departure.

She watched as Spock entered and went to his station. She eyed him, trying to read him. HE was relaxed. More relaxed than her.

Captain Pike spoke. "Ladies and Gentlemen the Maiden Voyage of our newest flag ship deserves more pomp and circumstance than we can afford today. The christening will just have to be the reward of a safe return. Carry on." T'Lora typed in the necessary codes she needed to get certain systems up and running.

She heard Pike make the announcement of the departure and turned to the new helmsman as he began to make the ship leave.

The departure was smooth and a course was set for Vulcan.

"Maximum warp. Punch it."

The helmsman turned and went to make the ship go at warp. T'Lora held her breath.

Nothing happened. Everyone turned to the helmsman.

"Lieutenant where is Helmsman McKenna?"

"He has lung worms sir, he couldn't report to his post. I am Hikaru Sulu."

"You are a pilot right?"

T'Lora tuned them out. She allowed thoughts of her mother and father flooded her head until she heard Spock say something. She turned to him, curious to see what was said. But it was still about warp speed.

She didn't listen in until the boy named Chekhov filled the ship in on the state of Vulcan. Seismic activity that was possibly caused by an electrical storm anomaly from space? It did not make sense and T'Lora was not happy about it. She disliked not knowing things.

She was checking the systems of the ship for the third time when Kirk, Dr. McCoy and Uhura ran through the doors.

"Captain we have to stop the ship!" HE declared.

"Kirk! How the hell did you get on board the ship?" Pike asked as he walked over to the cadet.

Bones tried to explain away his actions as being caused by illness and drugs but Kirk would not have it.

"It's being attacked by Romulans." Was all T'Lora caught from the man and she froze in her place.

"Romulans, Cadet Kirk, I think you have had enough attention for one day. McCoy, take him back to Medical we will have words later."

Kirk struggled against McCoy and kept trying to talk to Pike. Spock even intervened.

"It's not a rescue mission it's an attack." Kirk was true to his story and would not let it go.

"Based on what facts?" Spock demanded from him.

There was a pause. "Those same anomalies also occurred on the day of my birth. Before a Romulans ship attacked the USS Kelvin. You know that sir. I read your dissertation. That ship which had formidable and advanced machinery was never seen or heard from again." T'Lora couldn't believe what she was hearing. Everything Kirk was saying made sense. She ignored the rest of his lecture. She had enough evidence to for her own hypothesis.

Even Spock had to admit, it made sense. "The cadet's logic is sound and Uhura is unmatched in Xenolinguistics it would be unwise to mistrust her conclusions."

"Scan for any transmitions in Romulan." Pike said, forced to accept what was being told.

SO her planet was being attacked by Romulans. They couldn't even get a hold of their own ships.

"Shields up, red alert." Pike ordered. T'Lora set the red alert and walked over to join Spock and kirk, her grip tight on the bar.

"Arriving at Vulcan in 5-4-3.." She listened as Sulu counted down and they exited warp speed.

The wreckage they saw was immense. Spock turned to go back to his seat.

"Evasive maneuvers!" Pike yelled and T'Lora turned to go back to her station. The sudden lurch sent her to the floor. Kirk helped her up before staring intently at the sight before them.

The bridge was loud with reports coming in and Pike giving orders. She gave her systems reports, everything was good on her end. She felt one of the ships scrape against theirs and could do nothing but stare ate the large Romulan ship that practically filled the screen.

No One spoke for a few seconds, just taking in the sight, not able to find words.

"Captain they are locking torpedoes." Spock said.

"Divert auxiliary power report the cells to forward shield." Pike ordered. "T'Lora diverted the energy and sent it to shield power. If she took any more power, they would lose minor systems such as food replicators and sanitation systems. Romulan weapons hit the ship and almost knocked her off her feet.

"Their weapons are too powerful, we can't take another hit like that."

"Get me Star Fleet Command."

"Captain, the Romulan ship has lowered some kind of high energy beam pulse device into the atmosphere. It's blocking our signal." Spock informed the Captain. We couldn't beam anywhere nor could we get a hold of Command.

Pike ordered weapons be charged and ready to fire. T'Lora played her role and made sure all systems were functioning and made sure the weapons were charging at the correct time.

"Captain we are being hailed." T'Lora snapped her head to the screen as a Romulan greeted them.

"Hi Christopher I'm Nero."

"You've declared war against the Federation. If you withdraw, I'll agree to arrange a conference with Romulan leadership at a neutral location."

"I do not speak for the empire. We stand apart. As does your Vulcan crew members. Isn't that right Spock?" Spock stood and walked forward to address the man named Nero.

"Pardon me, I do not believe that you and I are acquainted." He said calmly. Kirk watched on.

"No we're not. Not yet. Spock, there is something that I would like you to see. Captain Pike, your transporter has been disabled. AS you can see by the rest of your armada, you have no choice. You will man a shuttle and come aboard the Nerada for negotiations. That is all." He ended the transmition.

Everyone looked to the Captain. What the hell just happened? What the hell were they going to do?

Pike rose and began to walk.

"He'll kill you, you know that." Kirk started the onslaught of comments.

Your survival is unlikely." Spock added.

"It is illogical to abandon us for false hopes of negotiations." T'Lora added in her two cents.

"We win nothing by diplomacy. Going over to that ship is a mistake."

"I too agree you must rethink your strategy." Spock agreed with kirk.

"There must be another option." T'Lora offered.

"I understand that. I need officers who have been trained in advanced hand to hand combat." Pike ordered. T'Lora shot her hand up. She knew some. Enough to be able to help with whatever would be required of her. A red Shirt and the Helmsman raised their hands as well.

"Come with me. Kirk you too, you are not supposed to be here anyway." They followed. T'Lora looked back at Spock. They nodded, wishing each other the best of luck and a silent agreement on the hope for the safety of their planet.

The four that would be jumping followed their captain and Spock did as well.

He explained to them that they would have to land on the machine and destroy it so we could have our transporters and everything else available. Then he left Spock in command of the Enterprise.

Kirk was promoted to first officer. And worst case scenario they would fall back to the lorencian system and meet up with the rest of the fleet.

Spock wasn't happy with Kirk's promotion. HE thought it was a prank.

"It's not a prank, Spock. And I'm not the captain. You are. Let's go." Olsen followed first. Kirk and Spock had a mini stare down and T'Lora spoke with him briefly.

"Do not let your dislike for Kirk cause issues. He will most likely try to start fights. Remember you two must work together." She urged.

"I know. Get going, Lieutenant." He said.

"Aye, captain." She ran off to catch up with her group.

After the group pulled on their jumping suits they climbed into the shuttle. T'Lora was not thrilled at the idea of jumping but refused to let her discomfort cause problems.

She sat next to Sulu.

"I can't wait to kick some Romulan ass." She heard from Olsen She turned to look at him as did Kirk and Sulu. She held on as the shuttle began to move.

"So what kind of combat training d you have?" Kirk asked Sulu.

"Fencing." T'Lora looked at the two men. Is that all they had besides her? She furrowed her eyebrows.

"And you?" Kirk directed at her.

"I graduated with top marks in hand-to-hand combat during my time at the academy. I was one of the best in my class." She filled them in and Kirk had some hope return to him.

The four began putting their helmets on. T'Lora picked up her blue one and struggled to get it on her head without having her hair in her face. Perhaps she should make her bangs shorter.

She could feel her heart beat quicken and she stood, barely hearing anything Pike was saying. She grabbed the bar above her and let herself be tossed against the ceiling. She closed her eyes and held her breath as they dropped.

It was so quiet. She opened her eyes. This part she didn't mind. It was the initial drop that bothered her. She was falling behind Kirk and diagonal from Sulu and Olsen. They made their way down in almost complete silence. It was a long fall and she could hear everyone's breathing increase as did her own. Olsen seemed to be in pain.

"Kirk to enterprise. Distance to target 5,000 meters." She heard over her com.

She listened to the countdown and Olsen's struggled breathing. At three thousand they began pulling their shoots. But Olsen did not.

T'Lora listened as Kirk and Sulu told him to pull the shoot. She decided to try after they failed.

"Olsen, if you do not pull your shoot now, you will be sucked into-" He cut her off with his distance and laughter. When he finally did pull it, he slammed into the machine and bounced across it before being sucked into the beam.

She watched as Kirk landed and almost get pulled off as well. A Romulan came out and Kirk ran at him. The gun blasts were firing at Sulu and T'Lora. Sulu was tossed around the machine due to the holes in his shoot. T'Lora hit the button that brought her chute in once she was close enough and landed on the second Romulan. She delivered a swift blow to his throat. He threw her off. She rolled and almost went over the side. She pulled herself back up and waited, kneeled beside the edge. Once the Romulan was close enough she stood and grabbed onto him as tight as she could and twisted, bringing the Romulan to be thrown over the edge. She saw her two comrades were struggling. She grabbed a discarded Romulan gun as Kirk was rolled off the side. She watched as he struggled with the Romulan trying to step on his hands. She aimed the gun and fired. The Romulan fell and she saw Sulu's Romulan burn to a crisp. As Sulu went to help Kirk she threw off her helmet. She breathed heavily as she listened to Kirk and Sulu plan how they would take out the machine. Kirk grabbed the other two guns that lay discarded and began firing after handing one to Sulu. T'Lora took aim and began to fire as well. After a few minutes the machine was finally broken enough to stop the beam.

They looked over the edge to see something being launched into the planet's core. Kirk informed the Enterprise. He demanded they were beamed out. The beaming lights began to circle them when the machine began to move. Sulu was tossed to the side but still managed to remain on the device. He was beamed up with no issue. T'Lora fell over the edge, arms and legs flailing. She was too shocked to scream. She spiraled out of control and let out an off once a blue mass slammed into her.

"Hold on! I got you!" Kirk yelled. She gripped tight as she fought back the fear that was creeping its way into her mind. Whatever was launched into the core was making the planet ripple. She hopped that her parents would be safe with the High Council. They were in a sacred room that you could not be beamed in or out of though and that worried her.

She clung to Kirk as they fell and Kirk yelled for them to get beamed up. T'Lora let out as gasp as she saw how close they were to the ground.

At the last second they were beamed on the ship and T'Lora hit the floor with a thud. Kirk's heavy weight crushed the small half Vulcan and she heard something crack. Pain flooded her abdomen. "Ugh. Sir, please get off." She said. Kirk rolled off her. They struggled to get to their hands and knees.

"I believe you broke one of my ribs." She said.

"What… no thanks?" Kirk asked out of breath. T'Lora panted but nodded her thanks to him.

"Clear the pad. I am beaming to the surface." Spock said and the two got off the pad.

"The surface of what?" T'Lora widened her eyes.

"Captain Spock." He looked at her. He knew what she was going to ask.

"I will do my best." She nodded in gratitude.

"What are you going down there? Are you nuts? You can't do that!"

"Energize."

"Spock!" Kirk called. T'Lora exhaled painfully and began removing her suit. She needed to get back to the bridge. Her rib can wait until this is all settled. McCoy must be swimming with so many patients.

She ran to the bridge and to her station. She saw as Chekhov was preparing to beam everyone up. She had an image of their locations on her consul. "Energy required is being directed accordingly." She reported. Her parents' signals were near another woman's.

Transport in 5, 4, 3, 2- I'm losing them! I'm losing them I'm losing them I'm losing them!" Chekhov shouted and T'Lora watched as the three signals fell and were eventually lost. Her heart stopped cold and she froze.

"I lost them." He said defeated. Everyone was silent. T'Lora could not breathe. She watched as the planet imploded and turned into a black hole. She could not move. She could feel a few sets of eyes on her. She turned to see Uhura, looking to her, tears swelling in the woman's eyes. T'Lora knew the woman well enough to call her a friend and Uhura was almost as close to T'Lora as Spock was.

"T'Lora.." She began to say but T'Lora walked from the room, mouth open slightly. She entered the turbo lift and head to sick bay. She needed to get out of there. Her side throbbed in pain and she stopped, grabbing her side. She leaned against the wall and fought off tears that threatened to spill. She took a deep breath and pushed herself forwards. She entered sick bay and found McCoy.

"Dr. McCoy. I have training in basic medical areas such as first aid and some basic nursing knowledge. Is there anything I can do to assist you." She stated. He looked her up and down and noticed her hand was grabbing her side.

"You injured?" He asked a bit softly. T'Lora closed her eyes and breathed. "Yes but it can wait. I suspect it is only a broken rib."

"Sit. We need as much of the crew available. I can fix your rib in a minute." He grabbed a tricorder and scanned for any other injuries. Seeing as it was only the two ribs, he mended the bones quickly.

"You're gonna be sore for a while." She nodded and looked around the room. She saw Kirk and Sulu getting taken care of. She also saw the many Vulcans walking around, trying to help and trying not to mourn. Why did she come down there in the first place?

"You ok? Mentally, emotionally?" McCoy asked. She was about to say she did not let her emotions affect her but he shut it down. "Don't give me the no emotions crap. As your doctor I need to know if you are gonna be ok." He was still speaking softly. She nodded. "Why don't you get back to the bridge. You don't need to be down here." He ushered her to the door. "You need anything, come back ok?" T'Lora nodded. Doctor McCoy was her physician on earth and knew he meant what he said. She headed back to her post. Still reeling from the shock.

SHe just watched her planet implode and bother of her parents died with it. T'Lora told herself not to let her emotions cloud her thoughts and tried to push them away. She held her composure until she reached the turbolift. SHe turned and hit the button that would take her to the bridge. THe moment the doors closed, tears escaped from her eyes. SHe slammed the stop button and crouched down, trying to breathe and fight off the tears.

There she sat for a few minutes, silently trying to push away her need for mourning, trying to force the feelings of loss and devastation that threatened to make her break her calm facade. SHe sat in the turbo lift, alone and not sure how to handle this unbearable loss. She knew she would have to open up to someone soon. If she doesn't the sadness will consume her and she will become emotionally compromised. But it would have to wait. She had a captain to help save.

If only she could stop crying.


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