Hello, everyone! These stories are just going to be a bunch of one-shots based off of fanart that I made on my DeviantART account. Hopefully you'll like them! These one-shots surround my OC; Karmen Leison. She is a female Feluma (a species I made up; you can get more info on that on my DeviantART gallery: I'll give you guys a link if you PM me or something...), 182 years old, red-orange hair, and hazel eyes. Enjoy!
Oh, and as far as the accents go, I think I may have messed up SOMEWHERE within Scotty's or Chekov's accents, but I'll nail them at some point in my writing...
UPDATE: OHMYGOSH Thank you SOOO much to VulcanTrekkie for pointing all of those typos out! You have helped me out a lot, and for that I am grateful!
A week. A single week is how long she had been on the USS Enterprise, working in engineering under the command of Montgomery Scott. 'Scotty', as his companions called him.
For Karmen Leison, a week wasn't long enough to actually know what was the norm and what wasn't. But she knew that THIS wasn't normal under any sort of circumstance!
She was called over by Scotty. "Karma, would ye come here please?" 'Karma' or 'Karma-Lee' was what she was called now by most people who knew her. It seemed that everyone had a 'nickname', as the humans called it.
I'll have to look this up when I'm off duty. She had thought. She got up from her chair and walked over to her commanding officer. She chuckled as she thought of her 'chair'. It was more of a stool really, because her wings would be compressed by an actual chair. The captain, James T. Kirk, had seen that the compression of her wings was uncomfortable for her, as it would be for any Feluma, and had it modified specially for her. Always thinking of his crew; that's a true captain.
"Yes, Montgomery?" She addressed him formally, not yet accustomed to the human 'nicknames'. She heard him chuckle. "Call me 'Scotty', lass." She nodded her head. "You called me over?"
"Ah, yes as a matter of fact, I did. Now, could ye do me a wee favour?" He asked her. Karmen hesitated slightly. "It... Depends, on what that 'favour' would be, sir." She had learned the hard way to always be careful when doing these 'favours' for the humans. The last favour she did for Scotty had wound up with her covered in oil from 'head-to-toe', as the humans called it; and that also included her wings! It took her hours to get the oil out of them!
Scotty laughed this time. "Ah, no need ta worry lass, it's not too bad. Now, I believe ye heard of the new weaponry and tools that were shipped in before leaving headquarters, correct?"
She nodded her head. "Yes, I did. I was to check them for any defaults. Why?"
He pointed to two men, whom Karmen did not see standing there beforehand. One had dark brown hair, equally brown eyes, just barely pale skin and a very youthful appearance. The other man she recognized as Dr. Leonard McCoy, also known as 'Bones'. "I believe that Chekov and Bones can explain this."
Pavel Chekov! Ah, yes: the young Russian navigator I met when first seeing the Enterprise. He looks fairly young...
Chekov spoke first. "Scotty said he needed help vith ze containers because eweryone else vas busy, so he asked me and Bones."
Then Bones spoke. "It just so happened that the one Mr. Chekov was carrying had been... over-packed, and one of the tools fell out. Now, how it got over there is beyond me!" He pointed towards the coolant vats. Karmen looked to where he was pointing, and could just see that the tool had landed on one of the vats. It was below a walking platform, so it was almost explainable to how it had landed there.
She looked back to Scotty. "You're asking me to get it for you?"
"Aye. We cannae reach it ourselves, so we thought ye could. Ye know, with yer wings."
She almost wanted to throw up. My wings? But... I can't fly! They don't know that, either... She breathed in deeply. "Uh, I do hate to say this sir, but... I can't really fly."
All three men looked confused. "How can you not fly?" McCoy asked.
She shrunk back slightly and shrugged. "I-I never learned how to! Most Feluma learn how to fly when they're about a hundred years old, but I never did."
She quickly added. "But I can glide and hover! I can still get it for you!" She smiled sheepishly.
Scotty smiled. "Alright, Karma." He gestured in front of him, a 'ladies first' gesture, the humans called it.
She moved ahead, the footsteps behind her suggesting that they were following. Better start on the lower platform, first. Then work my way up; I don't want to risk falling and spraining my wings.
She got to the lower platform, placing her hands on the railing. She stretched out her legs and then her arms. She then stretched out her wings. Her wings, she thought, weren't all that special; the regular colours of the Cold Region Feluma; green, blue and purple, but they were large in size! All of her hours of gliding and hovering had strengthened her wings, and after nearly seventy years, they were now large and stronger than over ten men. She took great pride in their strength and size.
Alright let's do this! Karmen looked around, and saw a thick metal bar a few metres ahead. A good place to start... She readied herself, spreading her legs and arching her wings. She took a breath.
Her wings pounded and she surged forward. In barely a second she had reached the bar, grabbing it and swinging herself into a sitting position. She looked up. Still a little ways to go...
Just ahead of her, a chain was swaying gently, probably from the gust her wings made, and just beyond the chain, a coolant vat, higher up. She spread her wings again arching them, and she leaped forward. Her wings slowed her down slightly because they were arched, but they still helped her reach the chain. She reached out, closing her wings. When she grabbed the chain, the forward motion made her swing. She kicked her legs forward and let go of the chain, landing gracefully on the vat.
"That is dangerous!" Bones stated. "It's more dangerous than being without any wings! She could get caught or twisted in something!"
Scotty chuckled. "Ah, she knows what she's doing, lad." His words contradicted his mind. Bones was correct, she could hurt herself if she wasn't careful.
Karmen started reaching the upper level. The three men moved to the upper platforms.
By the time they got there, she was already in the location of where the tool was. She had her legs wrapped around an over-hanging bar and was using one arm to hold onto a coolant vat and the other to grab the tool. It was almost touching her fingers, but she still couldn't reach it.
Bones rubbed his palm over his face, obviously stressed with what was happening. "If she falls, it'll be her own fault." He muttered under his breath.
Karmen called over, "You're right; it will be my own fault, so don't worry."
"Damn Feluma hearing..." Bones said. Scotty smirked inwardly, usually Bones would be saying that about Vulcans and not Feluma. Scotty looked over to Chekov, who was leaning against the railing and watching Karmen closely, a small smile on his lips. Scotty leaned over and whispered, "Some part of me thinks that ye dropped it on purpose, laddie."
Chekov appeared startled. "Vhat do you mean? I deed not!"
"If ye say so."
Scotty turned his attention back to Karmen, who was still having difficulties with grabbing the tool. Her legs were more loose than when she had started and her arm was now fully stretched out. The young lad has taken a liking to our new crew member. He chuckled to himself. Ah, kids these days...
"FINALLY!" Karmen shouted. The tool was now in her hand. "Good job, lass. Can ye get down, now?" Scotty asked her.
He didn't even need to ask as she had already started climbing down, jumping and gliding from bar to bar. Scotty, followed by Chekov and Bones, started to head back down to the ground area.
"Thank ye, Karmen!" Scotty said to her as they reached the ground floor. She nodded sharply, obviously exhausted from the climbing. She then handed him the tool, which appeared to be a new prototype laser; a valuable tool indeed!
"You deed wery vell, Karmen!" Chekov praised her, a smile across his lips. Karmen smiled back. "Thanks."
"You could have hurt yourself; what if you fell?" Bones chided her.
She simply shrugged her shoulders. "With all due respect, sir, it is almost impossible for a Feluma to lose their balance. An example was when I was hangning on that bar; that is a natural sleeping position for most Feluma, so we must learn to keep our balance."
Bones looked nearly confused at her statement. "You sleep upside-down?! How? With that much blood rushing to your head, you could rupture your brain or die from the lack of oxygen! Unless you're built like a bat, that should be physically impossible."
She shook her head. "Nope. Unlike you humans, Feluma have two hearts; one heart is meant for spreading blood to the whole body, and the other to the brain. Both hearts are connected to each other. When we hang upside-down, the second heart slows all blood flow to the brain and passes ninety percent of it to our first heart so our heads don't get 'ruptured' as you say, and so our limbs don't lose too much blood and make us fall. With that happening, we can hang upside-down for days, if we wanted to."
She paused, and asked, "How do you not know this? After all, you are a doctor, and should know this information."
"You're species is new to Starfleet," Bones explained. "so we don't know much about you. Besides, any information that we do have has not been loaded into the data bases yet; something about the 'planetary leaders' not certifying the information given to Starfleet..."
Karmen nodded. "Sounds like them. The leaders of Feluma are not... trusting, towards humans. They fear those who are not of Feluma, so that is why they are hesitant to hand over information that can be so freely explored and researched."
Bones shook his head. "Well, they better get over their trust-issues soon, because if you wind up hurt or dying from a heart-attack, I'm not going to be able to help you unless I have information on the Feluma anatomy!" He started to walk away from them. "I'm heading back to the medical bay."
She stared at his retreating form for a few brief seconds before asking, "Apologies if I sound rude, but is he always this... grumpy?"
Chekov and Scotty just laughed.
Yeah, just a cute little one-shot on this one scene. Dunno when the next chapter will be out, but it'll be soon... probably... hope you all enjoyed!
-KL