STAR TREK
YOUTH
CHAPTER 1
Ten years old Jimmy Kirk went fishing in their backyard fishing hole in Iowa with his brother Sam. It was a hot summer and so the brothers were in the shade of their old willow tree.
"Catch anything yet?" Jimmy asked his older brother.
"Nope," answered Sam.
Suddenly Jimmy's line was getting tugged at.
"My line's pulling! This gotta be a big one!" yelped Jimmy.
"Here, I'll help ya pull it in," offered Sam.
"Oh no you don't, I'm gonna pull this one in by myself," said Jimmy, who was mounting with excitement.
The line and pole kept tugging at him, but Jimmy never let go, which was a big mistake. The tip of the pole touched the water as it was getting pulled into the water, then the pole was in half way, Jimmy was already up to his hip in the water.
"Jimmy, maybe you should let this one go," Sam said nervously, watching his younger brother take another step into the pond.
"No way Sam! I'm not letting this one go, not a chance, no sir!" said Jimmy with confidence.
Jimmy was suddenly pulled underwater.
* * *
Fourteen years old Leonard McCoy watched the finishing touches to cleaning and stitching a deep cut, too deep even for machines. He watched his father, Doctor McCoy, tug the string, knot it, and then cut it off the rest of the string from his patient. His father was the old country doctor of Georgia, where he worked.
"There ya go," said Dr. McCoy and he opened the door for the patient to go out. Then he called out and said, "Remember to clean it once a day with alcohol!" Then he closed the door. Then he turned to his son and said, "Remember that even them blasted machines can't do everything."
"I know Dad," said Leonard, then added, "I'm gonna go to the pond to catch a frog. 'Cause yesterday I thought I saw a whopper of a frog."
"Okay son, but come back in time for dinner," answered the doctor.
Leonard went out of the office, greeted the nurse and went his way to the pond. When he got there he pulled his shoes off so he would be prepared to go in the water if he had to. He looked behind Cattails and rocks at the edge of the pond.
"Come on frog," he whispered under his breath. Then suddenly something big jumped out of the water. Leonard's eyes got round from surprise and he tumbled into the water.
* * *
In the red sands of hot Vulcan a single human shaped form went hiking on the dunes toward the mountains. To some people this would be a strange sight but some knew that this person came, at the very least, once a month. His name was Spock, a Vulcan, like many people who live on this world are. He always runs away from his parents, especially from his father, because he doesn't understand. He is half-human.
He reached the edge of the mountain to where a spring was. He knelt down and drank sparsely. Then he saw something move in the water.
Nothing should be in there, thought twelve years old Spock with a frown.
Then he stood up and studied the glittering water. Something moved yet again. It was something he had not seen before. Then again there wasn't much water in the whole world of Vulcan so there may be somethings he doesn't know about the scarce sources of water, even though he doubted it. Then the object came toward him and grabbed his ankle, which was near to the water. He tried to pull his foot free from this beast with all his Vulcan strength. It slowly pulled him toward the water and was able to make Spock fall back so he was easier to pull into the water. Spock grabbed a knife from his desert garb and was just about to attack it when it pulled him under the water.
AUTHOR'S NOTES
Hi! I'm new at this and this would be the second thing I've posted up. I wrote this a bit ago and I would really appreciate some feedback. I tried to get their ages correct according to each other. I just want to see how this is received. I will continue updating this fic and my other called "Contact with Wolves" in ST: The Next Generation if I receive at least three(3) reviews each. I'm not asking for much!
Flames, encouragement, etc. appreciated.
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