The one movie everyone has seen and loved! With Star Trek characters.
Disclaimer: The characters of Star Trek belong to JJ Abrams, Robert Orci, Gene Roddenberry, and Paramount while the Wizard of Oz belongs to MGM, Warner Brothers, Disney, and L. Frank Baum. I own nothing.

The Wizard of Oz
Chapter 1: Over the Rainbow

Nyota Uhura was running through the dry colorless fields of Ethiopia with her dog, Porthos. She had always been a fast runner. When she was younger, she and her old friend, Dr. Noonian Soong had played tag before he began to get needed on the farm. Today though, she wasn't running for fun. She was running for fear.
At the border of the Uhura family's farm, she stopped and looked at Porthos. The brown and white puppy blended in ridiculously with the rest of the fields it seemed, but he was always so energetic, almost in defiance of the mundane life the Uhuras lived.
"She isn't coming yet, Porthos." Nyota gasped, letting herself sit down. "Did she hurt you?"
Porthos shook his head vigorously.
"Good, but she tried to though, didn't she?" Uhura asked. "Come on. We'll go tell Uncle Raheem and Aunt Kiara. Come on, Porthos."
Nyota and Porthos rushed to the farm where several chicks were chirping.
"Aunt Kiara?" Nyota asked as she went to Kiara, her red hair and blue eyes having dulled with the rest of the colors in town. She was still a very pretty woman though age showed on her face since, as she said, she earned every wrinkle she got.
"Aunt Kiara?" Nyota asked again, trying to get her attention. "Aunt Kiara, just listen to what Annika Hansen did to Porthos-"
"Nyota, please." Kiara said in her ever patient way. "I'm trying to count."
"Oh but Aunt Kiara-" Nyota began when Raheem interrupted her. Like Kiara, he had "earned every wrinkle", but his black hair and brown eyes seemed to belong in this town's setting, which made sense as the Farm had been in the family for generations according to him.
"Look, don't bother us now, kiddo." Raheem said just as patiently as Kiara. "This incubator's gone bad, and we're likely to lose a lot of our chicks."
"Oh, those poor little things." Nyota remarked sadly. Then she remembered why she had been in such a rush. "Oh, but Aunt Kiara, Annika Hansen hit Porthos right over the back of the head with a rake just because she said he gets in her garden and chases her nasty old cat every day."
"Nyota-" Kiara tried to say, but Nyota just went right on, caught up in the excitement.
"Oh, but he doesn't do it every day." Nyota insists. "Only once or twice a week, and you know he'd never hurt that dumb old cat of Annika's even if he did catch it. And now she says she'll-"
"Nyota!" Kiara said sharply. "Nyota, we're busy."
Nyota looked at the chicks peeping and sighed.
"Oh alright." Nyota said as she went off and came across the farm hands and family friends, Zachery Grayson, Noonian Soong, and Michael Rozhenko as they worked on a busted tractor with Noonian and Michael holding it up as Zachary worked on reattaching the apparently broken axle.
"How's it coming?" Michael asked. He was an African American man raised in Russia who popped out the most with his Klingon inspired outfit. He was also the second oldest of her friends, being only a decade or so younger than Noonian.
"Take it easy." Noonian said. He was a man with brown hair and blue eyes wearing the same white shirt and brown jacket he always seemed to wear as they set it down, resulting in a shout from Zachary, who had black hair and shining blue eyes. He and Nyota were the closest, having just recently graduated high school and had been discussing their joint interests in a career with Starfleet.
"Ah!" Zachery snapped. "You got my finger!"
"Then why didn't you move your finger out of the way?" Michael asked agitatedly.
"Right on my finger." Zachery muttered.
"At least it wasn't your head." Michael muttered.
"Michael," Nyota asked. "What am I gonna do about Annika? Just because Porthos chases her nasty old cat every time I come home-"
"Listen honey, I've got those hogs to get in." Michael said as he walked off as Zachery walked up to her.
"Now look here, Nyota, you're not using your head about Annika." Zachery said. "It's like you haven't got any brains at all."
"I have too got brains!" Nyota said agitatedly.
"Then why don't you use them?" Zachery asked. "When you come home, don't go by Annika's place, then Porthos won't get into her garden, and you won't get into any trouble, see?"
"Oh Zachery." Nyota sighed. "You just won't listen, that's all. Sometimes it feels like you're a Vulcan in the way you're so detached."
"Well at least a Vulcan would remember that his head isn't made of straw, you know." Zachery sighed, not looking where he was aiming a hammer for a lose nail and hitting his thumb. "Oh!"
Nyota then went to Michael as he had managed to get the hogs into the pen.
"Get in there before I make a dime bank out of you." Michael said as he got the hogs in as Nyota leaned against the fence. "Listen Nyota, you don't have to worry about Annika. She's nothing to be afraid of. Just have a little courage, that's all."
"I'm not afraid of her." Nyota insisted.
"Then the next time she starts squawking, walk right up to her and spit in her eye." Michael said. "That's what I'd do."
Nyota chuckled as a pig began chewing on a bracelet of hers and walked off with it still in its mouth, pulling Nyota into the pen as she called out for help, and Michael quickly got her out of there as the other two quickly went up to her.
"Are you alright, Nyota?" Zachery asked.
"Yes, I'm alright." Nyota said calming down at once. "I fell in and..."
She then saw Michael still gasping as she began chuckling.
"Why Michael, you're just as scared as I am."
"What's the matter?" Zachery asked with a smile on his face. "Gonna let a little old pig make a coward out of you?"
"Look at you, Michael." Noonian said with a chuckle. "You-"
"Boys!" Kiara called out, coming up to them. "What on Earth are you all standing around here for?"
"You see, Nyota was leaning near the pig pen when-" Noonian began.
"It's no place for Nyota near the pig pen." Kiara said plainly. "There's a reason Michael helps us deal with them and not you and Zachery. I also saw you working on that contraption in the barn, Noonian, now playtime's over so go do your work."
"Alright, Mrs. Uhura." Noonian sighed good naturedly. "But someday they're gonna erect a statue of me in this county-"
"Well don't start posing for it now." Nyota said as Zachery chuckled. "Also, it's no good working on an empty stomach, have some crullers."
"Thanks Mrs. Uhura." Zachery said as he and Noonian took one each and walked off to work on the fence.
"And Michael, feed those pigs before they worry themselves into anemia." Kiara told Michael.
"Right, Ma'am." Michael said with a sigh as Nyota took the opportunity to talk to Kiara.
"Aunt Kiara, really, you know what Annika said she was going to do to Porthos? She said she was going to-"
"Now Nyota, I'm sure you're worrying yourself over nothing." Kiara said kindly. "Now you just help us out today and find yourself a place where you won't get into any trouble."
Nyota sighed and went to an apple tree as she sighed as Porthos joined her, looking around the dull surroundings. To Nyota, the whole town wouldn't look any different if it was all one big shade of gray. The only thing that ever really popped around her, especially these days, was an occasional rainbow.
"Someplace where there isn't any trouble." Nyota repeated. "You think there really is such a place, Porthos? There must be. It's not a place you can get to by a boat or a train. Someplace far, far away, beyond the moon. Beyond the rain."
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high,
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow, Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops.
Way above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can't I?
Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can't I?
Nyota heard a bird singing as she saw it fly off into the horizon and out of sight, to a more colorful place, a better place than Ethiopia.
If happy little blue birds fly beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh why can't I?
Nyota sighed and scratched behind Porthos' ear as he panted happily. No matter where she was, she still had Porthos, the one on the whole farm that never left her side.

I love the Wizard of Oz!