The Starfleet Four
Book one
I always sorta figured that Chekov's english would be worse as a child than as an adult, so here was this! Also, to clear things up, the full names of people are James Kirk, Nyota Uhura, Pavel Chekov, and I'm just sticking with Spock because his full name is apperently unpronounceable by humans.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the killer bunny rabbit of the plot. (No one ever gets this joke. Hint: Big fangs, sharp pointy teeth! And, plot bunny! Get it? No? "…" Sigh.) And this goes for all the chapters, since I'm not going to put this every time.
Chapter 1
It started out as an ordinary day. Then again, didn't they all? Of course, because things never could stay normal, they were attacked by Gardanas, and had been completely defeated. They'd never had a chance, really. Gardana's were a species very devoted to science, and had decided that the Enterprise's crew would make great guinea pigs. These aliens did not care for killing, but they seemed to think that violence was the only way to get these humans (and half human half Vulcan) to comply to be used in a highly dangerous experiment that broke 6 different laws and put the lives of all who participated in danger. They were probably right. So that was how Captain James T Kirk, First officer Spock, Lieutenant Uhura, and Ensign Chekov found themselves in a large, empty room, with no furniture whatsoever. Their captors left, and the foursome were left to their own devices.
"Mr Spock, any ideas?" Kirk queried.
"At present, captain…" Spock never finished that sentence. Because a dart had hit him in the neck. He fell, and was soon joined by the others. When they awoke, they found themselves in a different room entirely. Kirk was livid.
"What have you done to us?" He spat at the tall graceful Gardana in front of him.
"We have used you. You are not permitted to leave. We shall choose the time of your departure. If you attempt escape, or engage in any other non desirable activities, then your crew will die." Kirk clenched his fists. "We will, however, allow you to observe what we have done, and it's effects."
"And just what would these effects be?"
"I do not know them all, captain. This shall be most fascinating." The alien pressed a button on a large control panel, and brought up a visual. It showed the Enterprise on forced orbit around whatever planet they were on, only… a patch of slightly discolored metal was missing, and there wasn't that slight tilt on the starboard engine, things only a captain, or someone who truly loved the Enterprise would notice, but there all the same.
"That's not the Enterprise." The Garudan raised one high set eyebrow in surprise.
"Observant, captain. You are correct, that is not your vessel. That remains on planet. No, this is a close replica, for the replica's of yourselves."
"What?"
"That is the experiment. We took you child forms and placed them here. We wish to see how ones of starfleet were as children, if greatness is acquired with age in your species, or if it something cultivated from the very beginning. We have had barely any interactions with humans or Vulcans before, so this weighs greatly on us. As for your child selves, they will not remember how they came, and their memories will be consistent with their ages. They will know nothing of their future lives."
"You must let us go! Holding starfleet officers is a capital offence, you could be…"
"Captain, do you think we have not thought of that? You are not in Federation space now, we are not bound by Federations laws. And we have no wish to harm you, only we fear your freedom would interfere with the experiment."
"Fascinating." Spock noted. "You acquired younger versions of ourselves, and have placed them in such a setting to observe their reaction." Their captor nodded.
"That is correct."
"May I inquire as to why Helmsman Sulu is not present? You have gathered the rest of the bridge crew."
"An astute observation, and from a Vulcan we expect no less. Unfortunately, there is something in his DNA which rendered him unusable for our purposes. Besides it is good for your crew to have someone from it's bridge crew to keep calm and command." Spock nodded.
"Shall we be able to see our younger selves?" Spock inquired.
"But of course. How else would the experiment be a success? We have cameras surrounding them, ones that are invisible to both the naked eye, and to your most primitive technology. They shall give us constant visuals, and audio. But do not try anything."
"To 'try anything', as you say, would be illogical." A nod was the response, and the screen changed to a room inside the not-Enterprise. Four children were sprawled out on the floor. A sandy haired boy lay by the head of a dark headed Vulcan, while a young girl was to the side, a small brown haired child beside her, a distinctly Russian look about him. The Vulcan first began to stir, followed by the blond boy. Then was the Russian child, then the girl. All seemed quite confused, and all began freaking out.
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"What's going on! Where am I?" Screamed the blonde angrily, seemingly looking around for something to punch. The other children (except the Vulcan) also seemed to be freaking out. The girl was crying into her knees, the Russian boy was pale and pressed up against a wall, and even the Vulcan seemed quite disoriented and unsure of what to do with himself. This seemed to be what began to pull the blonde together. "Okay, who are you?"
"I am Spock."
"N-n-nyota."
"Pavel."
"Okay, I'm Jim. How did you guys get here?" Inwardly, Jim was still freaking out. And it showed on his face. But to Spock's amazement, he seemed to be controlling it. This was because he did not want to be freaking out like everyone else. Everyone but the Vulcan. But still, he would stay strong. He had to. And he would need help… uhh… the Vulcan, Spock, looked helpful. He shot a glance at the pointy eared child, and hoped his message would be communicated.
"It's alright guys, we'll be fine. I'm sure we'll get out of this, right?" Spock apparently got the message.
"It is highly probable that we shall be unharmed for the present." Technically this was true, as there was an incredibly low probability of death within the next few seconds. Spock's words, however, did not seem to greatly reassure anyone, they just looked kinda confused on top of everything else. Spock did not understand this, he had just said that there was little chance of their immediate death, yet they did not seem reassured. Illogical, that's what it was. Humans were supposed to be reassured by things like that, or so Spock was told. Silly humans. Thank science he was controlled by logic, unlike these strange creatures. Humans. Kirk shot Spock an annoyed look, then continued speaking.
"It'll be alright, guys. You hear what he just said? He said we're not in any danger."
'Actually, no,' Spock thought. 'I didn't. I said we wouldn't die immediately. And we didn't. I didn't say we weren't in danger.' Jim continued talking.
"We'll be fine. Now, look. All we have to do, is go around and explore. We'll find a communicator somewhere and then we can call our parents. I don't know what happened, but we'll get through it all right. I promise."
"B-but, I want to go home." Nyota said in a small voice, lower lip trembling. Jim walked forward, and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"You will, we all will. I know it. This is probably just some big mistake, and we just have to call home and get things sorted out. It'll be okay." Nyota nodded, and clenched her fists, gathering her courage. She wasn't about to let some boy do better than her. No, Nyota didn't let anyone do one up on her, and even if she was scared and had no idea what was going on, she wasn't about to fall down and cry. Been there, done that. She squared her shoulders, and looked Jim in the eye.
"I know. Now come on, we got a ship to search." She spun on her heel, and walked out the door, trying to calm her racing heart. She could break down when nobody would see, but she would not act like a scared little girl in front of them. Jim was calm, Spock was calmer, but she would beat them both. She would search this ship and find a communicator if it killed her and if anything tried to get in her way, it was going to regret messing with Nyota Uhura.
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Pavel was scared. He had been on his way to a math camp, when all of a sudden he'd been here, with this weird pointy eared kid, a girl who had the weirdest mood swings, and this blond guy, who was not from Russia, and seemed to be taking charge. Taking charge. This was good. Right now a leader sounded great, actually. "Ver, ver am I?"
"I don't know, but I'm going to find out. You wanna explore?" Apparently this boy was the leader. Okay.
"Exploring sound, good very! Zorry about Engish, not good."
"'S alright. You speak English better than I speak Russian." Pavel smiled shyly. He liked this boy. "Come on, Pavel, unless you want Nyota to find the communicators before we do."
"All vight!" The three boys set off down the hallways, which seemed deserted for some reason. Pavel was feeling better already. All they needed to do was contact home and things would be fine. Besides, he was from Russia! Whatever these guys could take, he could take better. And if there was danger, what the bad guys would get is the full force of Russia at their doorstep. Pavel had never been one to stay down long, and he wasn't planning on starting now. He was going to show the power of Russia to these kids, and acting like a scaredy cat wasn't going to help that one bit. He had a Vulcan to compete with, a Swahili, and an American. And Russia was going to top them all, no matter what. Except that Nyota was now coming back with a communicator in hand, so his display of Russian awesomeness was going to have to wait.