Disclaimer: This is a crossover series of stories that a friend and myself
came up with. We don't own Star Trek in anyway. So, please don't flame
me. Though I do want reviews as well.
Into the Future
Prologue: The Beginning of it All
Unknown Place
Unknown Time
Unknown Date
A shadowy figure sat in a throne covered with a red satin cloth and numerous skulls as decoration. He looked towards the center of the room and saw a human in a black jumpsuit and black demon-like mask appear out of the blue. "Give me your report, minion," the figure barked.
"The chosen one's have been found your evilness. They are located on the third planet of the Sol System in their year 2004 A.D.," the minion said with a smile.
"Excellent, prepare to send them into one of their possible futures to be sacrificed to our allies. With them out of the way the Universe and every Dimension will fall to evil and good will be wiped out forever!"
"I shall do your bidding your high wickedness," the minion bowed and vanished. (A/N: Cliché isn't it)
"Now, let's see these chosen ones," the figure laughed as he opened a window in time and space. An image appeared in the window, an image of two teenaged boys at a party. "These are the chosen ones? The side of good is weaker than I thought. They are only mere children! This will be quick and painless," he laughed manically.
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Chester, Virginia, Earth, Sol System
2300 EST
June 12, 2004
"Hey Eric," an 18 year old, six-foot, muscular male with brown, buzz-cut hair and dark brown eyes called out to his friend. He was Matthew Taylor, an Eagle Scout, OA member, and graduate of the Pre-Engineering program. "This is great! We've graduated high school and are now heading off to college."
"Yeah," Matt's friend, a guy named Eric Wallenberg, came up to Matt. He was six feet and had a lean build with dark brown, buzz-cut hair (almost black) and brown eyes. Both of them were wearing tuxes, like all the guys were. "Really weird, I've gone to this school for four years and still no one knows who I am!"
"Well, at least they don't think you're insane," Matt remarked.
"But you are crazy."
"I know, and admitting it is one step closer to the cure," Matthew said jokingly. Then a beautiful girl walked by them. "Excuse me, but that's my cue," Matt said as he followed her. Eric just shook his head and prepare for a sober person to come back.
"Hello fair lady," Matt said to the girl. "May I have this dance?"
"Get lost Taylor," a guy called from behind. "She my date!"
"Whoa, don't get your panty hose in a tizzy. I didn't know." Matt walked back to Eric and laughed. "Well I did one thing that I wanted to do today."
"What," Eric asked.
"I got to piss off Daimon one last time before I left for college."
"You'll never learn," Eric laughed. A few hours later the graduation party ended and everyone was going back to their cars. Matt and Eric were chatting while they walked to the parking lot. "Are you still driving the "tank"," Eric asked. The "tank" was the nickname used for Matt's 1986 Cadillac De Ville.
"Of course," Matt said. "What else would I drive? The Windstar?" All of a sudden, lightning flashed through the sky and a blue hole began to form. "What the hell is that!?"
"Maybe it's a blackhole," Eric said with humor. But Matthew got a funny feeling about it. He got this feeling that this was going to be trouble. The hole opened wider until it was the size of a shack. Then it began to pull Matt and Eric into itself. "Uh oh," Matt gulped as he turned to run. Eric tried doing the same, but it was too late. The hole sucked them in and then vanished as if it were an illusion.
Into the Future
Prologue: The Beginning of it All
Unknown Place
Unknown Time
Unknown Date
A shadowy figure sat in a throne covered with a red satin cloth and numerous skulls as decoration. He looked towards the center of the room and saw a human in a black jumpsuit and black demon-like mask appear out of the blue. "Give me your report, minion," the figure barked.
"The chosen one's have been found your evilness. They are located on the third planet of the Sol System in their year 2004 A.D.," the minion said with a smile.
"Excellent, prepare to send them into one of their possible futures to be sacrificed to our allies. With them out of the way the Universe and every Dimension will fall to evil and good will be wiped out forever!"
"I shall do your bidding your high wickedness," the minion bowed and vanished. (A/N: Cliché isn't it)
"Now, let's see these chosen ones," the figure laughed as he opened a window in time and space. An image appeared in the window, an image of two teenaged boys at a party. "These are the chosen ones? The side of good is weaker than I thought. They are only mere children! This will be quick and painless," he laughed manically.
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Chester, Virginia, Earth, Sol System
2300 EST
June 12, 2004
"Hey Eric," an 18 year old, six-foot, muscular male with brown, buzz-cut hair and dark brown eyes called out to his friend. He was Matthew Taylor, an Eagle Scout, OA member, and graduate of the Pre-Engineering program. "This is great! We've graduated high school and are now heading off to college."
"Yeah," Matt's friend, a guy named Eric Wallenberg, came up to Matt. He was six feet and had a lean build with dark brown, buzz-cut hair (almost black) and brown eyes. Both of them were wearing tuxes, like all the guys were. "Really weird, I've gone to this school for four years and still no one knows who I am!"
"Well, at least they don't think you're insane," Matt remarked.
"But you are crazy."
"I know, and admitting it is one step closer to the cure," Matthew said jokingly. Then a beautiful girl walked by them. "Excuse me, but that's my cue," Matt said as he followed her. Eric just shook his head and prepare for a sober person to come back.
"Hello fair lady," Matt said to the girl. "May I have this dance?"
"Get lost Taylor," a guy called from behind. "She my date!"
"Whoa, don't get your panty hose in a tizzy. I didn't know." Matt walked back to Eric and laughed. "Well I did one thing that I wanted to do today."
"What," Eric asked.
"I got to piss off Daimon one last time before I left for college."
"You'll never learn," Eric laughed. A few hours later the graduation party ended and everyone was going back to their cars. Matt and Eric were chatting while they walked to the parking lot. "Are you still driving the "tank"," Eric asked. The "tank" was the nickname used for Matt's 1986 Cadillac De Ville.
"Of course," Matt said. "What else would I drive? The Windstar?" All of a sudden, lightning flashed through the sky and a blue hole began to form. "What the hell is that!?"
"Maybe it's a blackhole," Eric said with humor. But Matthew got a funny feeling about it. He got this feeling that this was going to be trouble. The hole opened wider until it was the size of a shack. Then it began to pull Matt and Eric into itself. "Uh oh," Matt gulped as he turned to run. Eric tried doing the same, but it was too late. The hole sucked them in and then vanished as if it were an illusion.