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Nick had been in his dorm room for over an hour trying to write an essay for some lt class, finally after three hours wasted he realized something. The Essay wasn't due for another three weeks, why had he been so naïve. He got up and went to go pour a nice cold glass of milk when a bright light caught his attention from his living room. It was a man, an odd looking one if Nick had ever seen it, he seemed to be in deep thought.
"Excuse me, can I help you?" Nick asked wondering why this man was in his dorm room.
"Oh don't do that to me mortal," he turned around," I haven't been slightly scared like that for years."
"Really that's nice and all, but why are you here?" Nick walked over to him and stood but a few feet from his red and black pajamas.
"Hmm, you seem interesting." That was all he said, he kept pacing about the room.
"Hey I know who you are, your that S thing on Star Trek aren't you?"
The man pulled his head back and groaned, "Its Q, have you been watching the television programs that I produce?"
"Umm, well ya everyone on this planet watches it, whether they admit it or not. Everyone is a Trekkie."
"Hmmmm." Q was getting a thought, and if anyone knew who he was that was a bad thing. A very bad thing. "Let's go," He snapped his fingers and Nick still in his boxers and T-shirt was placed onto the bridge of the Voyager ship half drowsy from what he didn't know. But he saw a few people walk over to him, they were looking down on him so he must have been on the floor. Their mouths were moving, but nothing was coming in tell a loud pop ended the silence.
"Who are you, why are you on my ship, are you a Q?"
"Wha?" Nick grabbed his head, it hurt rather badly and he wasn't sure why three people were standing ovrer him one with what looked like a small tazer or something. He blacked out.
Three hours later he awoke with a bald headed man shooting a laser pen over his head.
"Hey back off," Nick protested to the display of his head. He was in some sort of gown now, just lying there for the world to see.
"I'm sorry, Doctor to Janeway, our guest has regained conciseness." He turned his attention back to Nick, "Please lie back down and relax, and you've traveled over three hundred years."
Now Nick was just confused, three hundred years. He laid back down still counting his fingers as to how he could have traveled like that.
He jolted back up and yelled,"S or Q or whatever that damn guys name was,"
"What Q?" The doctor seemed to be trying to figure out what happened when a younger looking person came in, she was a brunet and not really that tall, but looked like she could take down Nick in a second
"How is he doctor?" The woman asked.
"Well he has a mild concussion and is around four hundred years old." Sarcasm seemed to be in the air. The doctor turned away back into another alcove in the medical place by a look from that woman. She was in charge Nick new it.
"Well how are you feeling?"
"A bit groggy like a hangover or something like that. Where am I?"
"Well, for starters lets start with when are you, It's the Twenty fourth century, or close to it that is, and your on a starship that is around 60,000 light years away from earth enclosing." She smiled, Nick did not.
"Whoa, who are you people? Are you human or ET or what?" Nick jumped off the bio bed and started to back up towards the door.
"Yes I am human, just stay calm, breath."
"What are you talking about," He turned around and ran as fast as he could. Out the silver doors and down a corridor where a few people gave him odd looks. Then he came to it, a window. He could see gasses floating out there, and stars. He just stood there transfixed. The woman came up to him slowly.
"I knew that you would eventually run into one of these windows. What I'm telling you is true, you are in another era. Why? I don't know, but you're here, and we will help you in any way we can." She turned and looked into his eyes.
"What's your name?"
"I was just going to ask you that, I am Captain Kathryn Janeway of the Federation vessel Voyager. Now then what's your title?"
"Person Nicholas Rhodes, Student at Eastern Oregon University. He looked stunned as any person would be." The captain smiled.
"Let's go back to sickbay."
The walk was longer than what he expected; he ran into a blue person and screamed. The only thing that came form the man was a look of 'what the hell'.
"Its going to take some time." He looked behind him before continuing on.
"Yes it will, but I think that you'll do fine.
Nick had been in his dorm room for over an hour trying to write an essay for some lt class, finally after three hours wasted he realized something. The Essay wasn't due for another three weeks, why had he been so naïve. He got up and went to go pour a nice cold glass of milk when a bright light caught his attention from his living room. It was a man, an odd looking one if Nick had ever seen it, he seemed to be in deep thought.
"Excuse me, can I help you?" Nick asked wondering why this man was in his dorm room.
"Oh don't do that to me mortal," he turned around," I haven't been slightly scared like that for years."
"Really that's nice and all, but why are you here?" Nick walked over to him and stood but a few feet from his red and black pajamas.
"Hmm, you seem interesting." That was all he said, he kept pacing about the room.
"Hey I know who you are, your that S thing on Star Trek aren't you?"
The man pulled his head back and groaned, "Its Q, have you been watching the television programs that I produce?"
"Umm, well ya everyone on this planet watches it, whether they admit it or not. Everyone is a Trekkie."
"Hmmmm." Q was getting a thought, and if anyone knew who he was that was a bad thing. A very bad thing. "Let's go," He snapped his fingers and Nick still in his boxers and T-shirt was placed onto the bridge of the Voyager ship half drowsy from what he didn't know. But he saw a few people walk over to him, they were looking down on him so he must have been on the floor. Their mouths were moving, but nothing was coming in tell a loud pop ended the silence.
"Who are you, why are you on my ship, are you a Q?"
"Wha?" Nick grabbed his head, it hurt rather badly and he wasn't sure why three people were standing ovrer him one with what looked like a small tazer or something. He blacked out.
Three hours later he awoke with a bald headed man shooting a laser pen over his head.
"Hey back off," Nick protested to the display of his head. He was in some sort of gown now, just lying there for the world to see.
"I'm sorry, Doctor to Janeway, our guest has regained conciseness." He turned his attention back to Nick, "Please lie back down and relax, and you've traveled over three hundred years."
Now Nick was just confused, three hundred years. He laid back down still counting his fingers as to how he could have traveled like that.
He jolted back up and yelled,"S or Q or whatever that damn guys name was,"
"What Q?" The doctor seemed to be trying to figure out what happened when a younger looking person came in, she was a brunet and not really that tall, but looked like she could take down Nick in a second
"How is he doctor?" The woman asked.
"Well he has a mild concussion and is around four hundred years old." Sarcasm seemed to be in the air. The doctor turned away back into another alcove in the medical place by a look from that woman. She was in charge Nick new it.
"Well how are you feeling?"
"A bit groggy like a hangover or something like that. Where am I?"
"Well, for starters lets start with when are you, It's the Twenty fourth century, or close to it that is, and your on a starship that is around 60,000 light years away from earth enclosing." She smiled, Nick did not.
"Whoa, who are you people? Are you human or ET or what?" Nick jumped off the bio bed and started to back up towards the door.
"Yes I am human, just stay calm, breath."
"What are you talking about," He turned around and ran as fast as he could. Out the silver doors and down a corridor where a few people gave him odd looks. Then he came to it, a window. He could see gasses floating out there, and stars. He just stood there transfixed. The woman came up to him slowly.
"I knew that you would eventually run into one of these windows. What I'm telling you is true, you are in another era. Why? I don't know, but you're here, and we will help you in any way we can." She turned and looked into his eyes.
"What's your name?"
"I was just going to ask you that, I am Captain Kathryn Janeway of the Federation vessel Voyager. Now then what's your title?"
"Person Nicholas Rhodes, Student at Eastern Oregon University. He looked stunned as any person would be." The captain smiled.
"Let's go back to sickbay."
The walk was longer than what he expected; he ran into a blue person and screamed. The only thing that came form the man was a look of 'what the hell'.
"Its going to take some time." He looked behind him before continuing on.
"Yes it will, but I think that you'll do fine.