AU-FANFICTION
-in a post-apocalyptic world, the bridge crew from the U.S.S. Enterprise has become a specialized team, sent out to hunt down zombies and keep them away from safe areas where the human population still endures.
City: Former New York City, United States of America
The surviving New York inhabitants have built a home for themselves inside Central Park. Among them there are 400 crew members of the U.S.S. Enterprise and 527 survivors from the New York neighborhoods.
FYI
Building Color Code Levels:
Black: Infested. Countless known threats. (426+ INFECTED, 21+ SPORES)
Red: Overrun. Many known threats. (251 to 425 INFECTED, 10 to 20 SPORES)
Blue: Moderately Dangerous. Multiple known threats. (130 to 250 INFECTED, 4 to 9 SPORES)
White: Minimal Danger. Some potential threats. (51 to 129 INFECTED, 1 to 3 SPORES)
Green: Safe. Mainly empty, very few potential threats. (0 to 50 INFECTED)
(Sorry for the long note here, i think you'll need it)
Light filtered in through the rubble stacked against the windows onto Bones' blood spattered face. He groaned and ungracefully rolled off the filthy mattress. Bones' hand drifted to his head as he sat up groggily and silently cursed the sun for waking him. Opening his eyes, he notices the empty bed, and his next thought is of his daughter, Joanna. Instantly awake, he darted out of their small room and into the next room, the HQ. Seeing Kirk at one of the desks, he runs up frantically, "Jim, she's missing." Kirk stood up and grabbed Bones' shoulders and spoke slowly,
"Slow down, Bones, you're tired, you've had a long night, just calm down and tell me what happened."
"Jo's gone, I woke up and she j-just wasn't… there, Jim, where is she?"
"Look, Bones, she couldn't have gotten far, there are plenty of patrols and almost no way past the defenses, we check them every day." Bones glared at Jim menacingly,
"Dammit, Jim, check them again!" turning back the way he came, Bones ran to go get his gun and backpack. Jim picked up the nearby walky-talky are radioed in to the defenses,
"I need a patrol to scour the defenses, NOW! Look for any opening big enough for a small child, there is a little girl missing. She may potentially be in serious danger, were she to get outside the perimeter. She is eight years old, about three feet tall, fifty pounds, with blonde hair and green eyes." Scanning the room, Jim's eyes found Chekov and he barked, "Get the team assembled, and get Spock in the control room, we're gonna need radio support." Chekov nodded eagerly and squeaked,
"I can do zat, Keptin."
~~~Twenty minutes later~~~
Kirk and crew walked out of the Museum and up ahead they could see Bones arguing with the patrol at the gates. As they got closer, they could hear Bones say,
"What do you mean I can't leave without a partner? That's bullshit! My daughter's out there!" Jim jogged up to the guards,
"Don't worry, he's with us." Kirk motioned behind him to Sulu and Uhura, still throwing on gear, and to Scotty, fixing a couple straps on Chekov's chest. Putting a finger up to his ear, he continued, "Spock, you hear me?" The Vulcan replied smoothly,
"Loud and clear, captain." Jim pulled another earpiece from his pocket and tossed it to Bones, saying,
"You all set, Bones?" Bones nodded gravely and turned to the guards expectantly. The guards were about to open the gate when Kirk held up a hand and listened to the news coming from his earpiece,
"Sir, there is a breach in the perimeter on the East side by the American Wing." Kirk sighed heavily and breathed,
"Well, Bones, looks like she's out. Let's just hope she hasn't gotten too far." Bones glared at the guards and impatiently yelled,
"Open the goddamn gates already!" The guards pulled open the gates and Bones rushed out. Kirk turned to the team,
"I'm with Bones. Scotty, you're with Chekov. Sulu and Uhura, you two are a team." Jim ran after Bones. The rest split up, to go around and see if Joanna was still close by the perimeters. Jim caught up with Bones at the corner of East Drive and 85th street, where the breach was reported. While they studied the breach, they could see a repair team coming to fix it. Jim reported, "Bones, these links are old and rusted, she's known about this for a long time." Bones puffed sadly,
"I can see that, Jim. I just hope it isn't too late. Oh, Jo…" Bones turned and crashed through the bushes to the edge of the bridge. He jumped down onto the 85th Street Traverse and started hiking into the city, with Jim right on his heels. When they reached the corner of 5th Avenue and East 84th Street, Jim radioed in,
"Sulu, Uhura, you on? Chekov, Scotty, you hear me?"
Sulu: "I hear you, Kirk."
Uhura: "I'm here, Jim!"
Chekov: "Da, Keptin."
Scotty: "Oi, Cap'n."
"Meet up on the corner of 5th and East 84th. We don't wanna get too far without some friends on our asses." Bones slowed down but kept walking, not wanting to waste any time looking for his daughter. Jim noticed Bones walking ahead and called out, "Bones, wait up! I know you're itching to find her, but just wait for the team to get here and we'll find her together." Bones whipped on Jim angrily,
"There is no time, Jim! Joanna is who-knows-where right now and you want me to WAIT!" Bones stormed ahead down East 84th and Kirk put a hand up to his ear,
"Alright, guys, Bones isn't waiting, he's heading down East 84th right now, Hightail it down here, I'll try and keep you updated on our position so you can follow."
"Copy, Cap'n. Alright Chekie, let's get a move on."
"Sulu here, we're about a block from you on East 82nd and closing fast."
"Copy, Sulu, I can see you from here." Jim turned down to continue following Bones when Uhura yelled over the radio,
"JIM! Infected behind you!" Jim whipped around and pulled out his pistol to watch a wave of infected run out of a nearby building. Bones, hearing the mutated screams and clicks of infected spun around to see the wave converge on Kirk; lifting his M16, Bones shot down an infected about to pounce. Kirk shot an infected in the head not sparing time to watch it fall as he spun around to shoot another behind him. Uhura jumped on top of the hood of a nearby car and fired into the wave of infected with the Carbine slung over her shoulder. Jim fired until his 9mm was empty, dropping it back in its holster, he pulled out a hunting knife from his boot and drove it into the neck of a nearby clicker. Sulu charged in the wave, gunning down the infected trapping Jim; allowing him to retreat and reload. After a few minutes, the infected stopped coming. Jim leaned over and put his hands on his knees in exhaustion, lifting a hand to his ear he panted,
"Spock, why was I not informed of a White level building in this area?"
"I do not know, captain. There are no white level buildings this close to the compound listed in the database." Jim cursed,
"Fix that, Spock!" speaking again into his earpiece, Jim continued, "Chekov, Scotty, where are you guys?" There was a long, worrying pause before Jim repeated, "Chekov, Scotty, where are you?" the earpiece crackled to life and Scotty finally replied,
"Cap'n, there wos infected, *buzzing and crackling* Chekie… *crackle crackle* injured…" Bones snapped,
"Scotty, Where are you?" there was another long pause until Scotty coughed,
"Park Aven… … st 90th str-…" Bones answered,
"Hang in there, Scotty, I'm on my way." Bones darted down Park Avenue with Jim, Sulu, and Uhura on his heels. When Bones arrived, he looked around the abandoned street warily. The group stepped carefully over the rubble. Jim yelled,
"Scotty? Chekov? Can you hear me?" Scotty stood up from behind a destroyed car and waved them over,
"Oi, Bones, Chekie's real bad." Bones knelt down beside Chekov. Chekie smiled weakly and breathed,
"Hello, Doctor…" Bones patted Chekie's shoulder and comforted,
"You're gonna be okay, kid." Bones turned to Scotty, "What happened?"
"The infected swarmed out o'that buildin' over there, one of 'em charged 'im and 'e fell onto a piece of that car frame." Bones nodded and shrugged his backpack off, taking out bandages and morphine. Bones hailed Jim and said,
"Help me pull him off of it." Jim came over and placed his hands on Chekov's shoulder opposite of Bones. "On the count of three, Jim. One…Two…Three." Jim and Bones pulled Chekov's shoulders away from the car chassis. Chekov's features twisted in pain and he cried out weakly. "Gently, now, Jim. Lean him on your shoulder, hold him steady." Reaching in his bag, Bones continued, "Alright, Kid. Just relax, you're gonna be okay." Bones lifted some bandages to wipe away the dirt, and threw those bandages on the ground. He lifted more and pressed them deep into the wound, earning a pain-filled groan from Chekov. The boy squeezed his eyes shut as Bones wrapped the bandages around his shoulder. "We need to get him back to base, it is far too dangerous for him out here." Jim stood and radioed in,
"Spock, Chekov is injured, we're gonna bring him back to base, be sure to have a medical team on standby for him."
"Yes, Captain."
"Oh, and Spock?"
"Captain?"
"WHY was I not informed of, not one, but TWO white level buildings this close to base!?"
"Captain…I did know of the existence of any white level building within eight city blocks of the compound, sir."
"FIX IT!" Sulu visibly cringed in fear, Spock dejectedly replied,
"Right away, Captain." Jim turned to the group,
"Who's bringing him back?" Scotty volunteered,
"I can go wit 'im." Kirk nodded and looked at Bones,
"Are you going, too? You are a doctor."
"I understand I'm a doctor, Jim; but Jo is still out there." Jim nodded and simply stated,
"Okay, Bones. Scotty, are you gonna need help?" Scotty shook his head worriedly,
"I don't know, Cap'n. I am gonna need someone to help in case we run into some more trouble with the infected." Kirk nodded to Uhura and Sulu,
"I hate to break up a pair but do you think you can bring them back safely, Uhura? Once you make it back, you can come find us again."
"Yes I can, Captain. See you later. Alright, Scotty, you get Chekov, I'll cover you." Scotty nodded and pulled Chekov onto his shoulder saying,
"Oi, lad. Let's get you home." Chekov nodded slightly and blinked a few times before shutting his eyes and leaning into to Scotty, just wanting to rest. Scotty stood and started walking down the street, Uhura following. Turning slowly, Bones moved in a full circle, surveying their surroundings. His surgeon eyes picked up a glimmer of color on the bleak landscape, a bright red, a ripped piece of an old shirt. Bones jogged forward eagerly, desperate for any sign of his daughter. He picked up the red fabric tentatively, and ran his hand over it gently. Pressing it up to his nose, a familiar scent lifted to greet him, the shirt smelled of strawberries, like Jo. Momentarily forgetting the reality of his situation, he allowed himself to smile. Jim came up to Bones and placed a hand on his shoulder, waking Bones from his reverie. Jim toned softly,
"Is that hers?" Bones snapped,
"Of course it is!" Not long after, a scream erupted from the third building down East 90th from where they were standing. Immediately, Bones straightened and yelled, "Jo! I'm coming, baby girl!" Jim ran to catch up when he saw the building number, 115. He stopped short just looking at the number until he remembered where he had seen it before. The database listed 115 East 90th street as a red level building. Jumping into action, Jim screamed,
"Bones!" as he ran in after his friend, with Sulu on his heels. Ripping his pistol from its holster, he pointed it out in front of him, prepared to fight anything that came his way. Sulu pulled out a larger M16, but did the same. Slowly, they cleared the rooms, without finding any sign of Bones. Kirk turned left down a long hallway and saw an infected as it lurched off down the hallway. Nodding at Sulu, Jim slowly followed the infected and discovered a scene they just could not comprehend. Bones, on his knees, facing them yet focused on a little girl standing in the middle of the room. Judging by the horrified look on Bones' face Kirk called out, "Joanna? Is that you?" It was then that Bones looked up at them and it was then when they realized that Bones had tears in his eyes, not tears of joy, but of grief, for when the little girl turned to face them she had the wide-eyed bright smile look of a child, but the bite wound of the infected. She chirped,
"I'm Joanna. Jo, for short. I am really glad my daddy found me, I want to go home, now." Kirk lowered his gun and Bones drawled sadly,
"Yeah, sweetheart, we're gonna go home soon." She visibly brightened when she turned to look at her father and squeaked in excitement. Bones opened his arms and pulled the little girl into a warm embrace. He buried his face in his hair and inhaled deeply. Then, pulling her even tighter, he kissed her forehead affectionately. "I love you, baby girl." She wriggled away to face him,
"I'm sorry for running away, daddy. I was a bad girl, and I promise I won't ever do it again. I wanna go back now, daddy. Can we go back home now?" Silver tears slid down Bones' cheeks as he pulled her into his arms again. Jim spoke up,
"Bones, you know what has to be done. No exceptions, she is clearly bitten." Through the sobs, Bones choked,
"I know. Just get it over with, Jim."
A single gunshot rang out through the room.
"I'm sorry, Bones."
(All The Stars Have Gone Out is something i plan to continue on as a sort of series. stay tuned for more updates.)