Title: Stepping Through The Darkness part 1/?
Author: Danielle (babyflirt5785@hotmail.com)
Rating: This part is PG for minor language
Feedback: Please I need it. It determines how much more I write.
Summary: The darkness can be frightening.
Thanks: To my beta readers, Naaz, and MenaryJ!
Archive: Go ahead just tell me where.
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Star Trek: Voyager, or any of it's characters. No copyright infringment is intended and I am not making any money off of this story.
Footsteps pounded in the darkened corridor behind her. The darkness enfolded everything around with a relentless blanket. 'Why is this happening?' Kathryn thought as she continued to run into the dark never-ending corridor, but the closer she got to help, the closer her pursuer seemed to get. 'I won't let this happen,' she told herself, 'not to me. I've just got to get a little further.' She searched for a way out of the darkness, for a way to find help.
Then she spotted it. A doorway, but it wasn't like the doorways she was used to seeing on Voyager. It was made out of wood, not metal. 'Whatever is in there must be better than what's out here,' she told herself, and placed her hand on the knob. She started to turn as the sounds of footsteps got louder and seemed to speed up.
Kathryn froze and listened to the quickening steps. 'Hurry Kathryn, hurry!' She told herself. She placed her focus back on the door, but found that the knob wouldn't turn. "It's locked!" she said out loud. "Damn it!"
The footsteps were getting louder now, but the pace was getting slower. "A key," Kathryn said, "There's got to be a key." She reached into her pocket and, sure enough, she found a key. She pulled it out of her pocket and fumbled with it before placing it in the keyhole. She turned the key fast and hard, and then twisted the knob. "No! Open damn it!" her mind was screaming now as she tried to open the door. It was stuck. The footsteps were only a few meters away now. She pushed against the door with all her strength and the door opened. Kathryn flew through the opening and ran into the room which was lit all around with old lamp fixtures, and looked for a way to escape.
There was none. Not even a place to hide. She turned around to reverse her course and go back out into the corridor. She headed out the door and once again headed down the long and dark tunnel. She ran at full speed this time, her heart pounding in her chest. She paused for a brief second to listen for the footsteps that she knew were somewhere in the darkness with her, but she heard nothing. No fast steps or slow steps. Just silence.
"Maybe I got away." she thought. She decided to continue down the dark hallways and started to jog when she felt a hand grab her shoulder...
Author: Danielle (babyflirt5785@hotmail.com)
Rating: This part is PG for minor language
Feedback: Please I need it. It determines how much more I write.
Summary: The darkness can be frightening.
Thanks: To my beta readers, Naaz, and MenaryJ!
Archive: Go ahead just tell me where.
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Star Trek: Voyager, or any of it's characters. No copyright infringment is intended and I am not making any money off of this story.
Footsteps pounded in the darkened corridor behind her. The darkness enfolded everything around with a relentless blanket. 'Why is this happening?' Kathryn thought as she continued to run into the dark never-ending corridor, but the closer she got to help, the closer her pursuer seemed to get. 'I won't let this happen,' she told herself, 'not to me. I've just got to get a little further.' She searched for a way out of the darkness, for a way to find help.
Then she spotted it. A doorway, but it wasn't like the doorways she was used to seeing on Voyager. It was made out of wood, not metal. 'Whatever is in there must be better than what's out here,' she told herself, and placed her hand on the knob. She started to turn as the sounds of footsteps got louder and seemed to speed up.
Kathryn froze and listened to the quickening steps. 'Hurry Kathryn, hurry!' She told herself. She placed her focus back on the door, but found that the knob wouldn't turn. "It's locked!" she said out loud. "Damn it!"
The footsteps were getting louder now, but the pace was getting slower. "A key," Kathryn said, "There's got to be a key." She reached into her pocket and, sure enough, she found a key. She pulled it out of her pocket and fumbled with it before placing it in the keyhole. She turned the key fast and hard, and then twisted the knob. "No! Open damn it!" her mind was screaming now as she tried to open the door. It was stuck. The footsteps were only a few meters away now. She pushed against the door with all her strength and the door opened. Kathryn flew through the opening and ran into the room which was lit all around with old lamp fixtures, and looked for a way to escape.
There was none. Not even a place to hide. She turned around to reverse her course and go back out into the corridor. She headed out the door and once again headed down the long and dark tunnel. She ran at full speed this time, her heart pounding in her chest. She paused for a brief second to listen for the footsteps that she knew were somewhere in the darkness with her, but she heard nothing. No fast steps or slow steps. Just silence.
"Maybe I got away." she thought. She decided to continue down the dark hallways and started to jog when she felt a hand grab her shoulder...