A/N- So, this is my first Star Trek fanfic so I'm really nervous. I hope you guys like it and any reviews are welcome.

Disclaimer- I don't own Star Trek (and if I did, it would be awesome), I only own Reilly and like a few other characters

Chapter 1

Reilly's POV

It was bright and sunny on New Vulcan as Reilly walked towards the funeral. Not wanting to be seen, Reilly ducked behind a tree. The sudden shade felt good and it was far enough from the funeral that no one would see her, but close enough to hear what was being said. Reilly remembered the deceased, Ambassador Spock, who helped find the planet that Vulcan's now called home.

Reilly spotted the younger Spock in the front row sitting next to the famous Captain James T. Kirk. Reilly smiled as she watched the young Spock get up and walk to the podium. The speech Spock gave brought tears to the half-Vulcan's eyes. Just as the service was ending, a Klingon ship appeared out of nowhere and begin to fire on the crowd. Reilly watched in horror for a second. She snapped out of her trance when she saw Spock running around frantically trying to get people and aliens alike out of harms way.

Reilly jumped into action by pulling out her phaser. Reilly knew it was useless to shoot at the ship, but that was the only idea that came to her mind. Reilly pointed her phaser at the Klingon ship and was about to fire when a body slammed into her. The wind was knocked out of Reilly when she hit the ground.

"Are you ok?" A young male voice asked.

"I think so," Reilly replied. " Do you mind getting off me!"

"I am zo zorry," the young man said as he got up off Reilly.

"You really should watch were you are going," Reilly commented. "How did you fall anyway?"

"I tripped, I think," the young man stated.

"It's ok," Reilly said. Looking at the young man who fell on her, Reilly was surprised at how young he looked. If she had to guess, Reilly determined that in fact the young man was close to her age. He looked like he was seventeen. "Hey, I have an idea."

"Vat iz it?" the kid said.

"If you and I can somehow get our hands on some bigger phaser's, we could take that ship down with minimal loss of life."

"Zat sounds like a great idea, but vere do ve find zomething like zat," he said.

"Follow me," Reilly replied. "Oh, I don't think I got your name."

"Pavel Chekov. And you?"

"Reilly, just Reilly."

Charlotte's POV

Worse didn't even come close to Charlotte's mind as she ran through the crowd of people. This was way worse than worse. But that didn't matter. What did was the fact that Klingons were firing on a crowd that couldn't even defend themselves against a ship of that size. Looking back, Charlotte probably wouldn't have ran in the direction of danger.

Charlotte didn't see the figure in front of her, since she was too busy looking at the Klingon ship. But that didn't stop her from running into the person.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here," the Klingon said. "Looks like I found what we came for."

"What are you talking about you piece of filth," Charlotte spat.

"You are in fact Captain Charlotte Kirk of the U.S.S Wonderer and you are coming with us whether you like it or not," the Klingon stated.

"I don't know what you're thinking but I rather not go with you in a ship that is firing on innocent people!"

"Who said I was taking you to that ship," he replied as the sensation experienced with beaming became more pronounced. With in 30 seconds both Captain and Klingon where gone.

Reilly's POV

Reilly and Chekov made their way to a collection of buildings. In the brief moment that they got to talk, Reilly still couldn't believe that Chekov was only a year older than her. But Reilly didn't have time for that. Finally Reilly spotted the door they needed. Reilly and Chekov burst threw the door and ran down a short hallway. As the pair approached the end of the hallway, they came up on a storage room.

"Here they are," Reilly commented. "I'm just so glad I remembered were we put these phaser's."

"Vhy are the phaser's stored here?" Chekov asked.

"I really don't know. This is the first time I have been back here since Ambassador Spock helped relocate Vulcan here," Reilly commented. "It's a shame though, it really it quite nice here."

"Oh. Have you ever been to Wulcan before it vas destroyed?" Chekov asked gently.

"Not as much as I would like to admit," Reilly replied sadly. "What was that noise?"

"I don't know," Chekov replied.

"Over here," Reilly said as she pulled Chekov with her behind a big create.

Reilly and Chekov had just enough time to duck behind the create when someone walked in. Reilly heard shuffling and what sounded like they were looking for something or someone. Suddenly a head appeared from the top of the create.

"What are you two doing down there?" Kirk asked. "And who are you?"

"For your information, you're an idiot," Reilly commented trying not to laugh at Kirk's face. "Name's Reilly."

"Ok, Reilly. You haven't answered my question: What are you doing down there?"

"Thought you were a Klingon," Reilly replied. "And we were here to get the phaser's from over there." Reilly nodded over to the phaser's.

"Come on you two, the Klingon ship just left," Kirk told the two. "We need to get up to the ship right away."

Reilly and Chekov got up and followed Kirk out side. Reilly looked around at the mess the Klingons made. Other then the missing ship, the scene looked pretty bad.

A/N- I hope you guys liked this. I am also sorry that Chekov's dialogue is so crappy. Writing dialogue with a Russian accent is hard (and I butchered it really bad). Thank you for reading.