Disclaimer: SeaQuest isn't mine and so on…

Summary: Horror, a crossover SeaQuest/some horror movie you possibly know (it is your time to guess ;-), but I think it is easy to find out).

In my version, we have the staff of the second series and some people I liked from the first one.

Apologies: I apologize, there probably are a lot of mistakes. English is neither my first nor my second language.

How could this possibly be happening? Dead in his tracks, Lucas was kneeling on the cold steel floor. The face of a black-haired woman was just a metre away, focusing on him with eyes widened by terror and a pure, maleficent anger. Strains of dry blood covered her face and she emitted a strange crackling noise.

Yet the day had begun strange as well…

Some hours earlier…

It was the buzzer that rescued him from nightmares full of monsters and dark creatures. A horrible, blood-freezing noise was still echoing in his mind, causing him a terrible headache.

"I hate these days, you awake and you are already tired…"

He rapidly turned his head as he noticed that a shadow was moving besides him. But the shadow turned out to be his companion Tony Piccolo; apparently the nightmares were still playing tricks on him.

"Hey Luke, you finally wake up. You should hurry, I thought you promised Ford to repair the communication systems on Med-Bay."

A quick glance at the clock revealed Lukas that he obviously was far more than "late". Just a second later he was standing upright in the room, trying to put his clothes on as fast as possible.

"Why didn't you wake me up Tony? You know that Ford will be angry as hell!"

"I tried Luke, but you were sleeping very deep and mumbling "Go away" "Leave me alone" when I tried to wake you up. Sorry buddy, I thought you were having pleasant dreams you don't want to be awaken from."

And with these words Piccolo left the cabin and closed the heavy iron door behind him. What a pitiful way to start the day…

When Lucas finally reached MedBay, an angry looking Commander Ford was talking to Dr. Westphalen. Both turned their head to him when he entered the room, totally exhausted because of running through half of the Sea Quests corridors. After taking a few deep breaths he decided to take the initiative:

"Commander Ford, I am very sorry for my lateness. I will fix the system immediately. Its just that…"

But Ford didn't gave him the chance to explain his delay any further.

"I am sorry Lucas, but this isn't the first time you are so late."

he said slightly infuriated,

"I think this should have been the last time to happen so. You have a new order now. First: you go to Deck D, Cabin 26. Its some sort of storage room and I want you to put it in order and clean it from the roof to the floor. And the second order is the repair the communication systems on MedBay. Understood?"

"But, isn't it more important to…"

"It doesn't matter what is more important. This order is for you to learn to be more disciplinary. And if I were you, I would already have started by now, or you will be working until late after midnight."

When Lucas entered the room, he lost even his last small ray of hope. This so called "storage room" was a complete disaster. There were hundreds of bottles, cans and electric devices all mixed up on different shelves and on the floor.

While starting to put some order in this chaos-reigned room, many thoughts passed through Lucas aching head.

In the end, this was his own fault. He could perfectly understand why Ford made him do this. Those horrible nightmares were haunting him for weeks now. They were always invaded by shadowy, black figures, emitting those blood-freezing, crackling noises.

Those sounds sometimes seemed to reverberate in his mind for the whole morning, causing him a terrible headache and a serious lack of concentration.

The truth was that even now Lucas had the impression to hear that crackling noise.

Lucas was about to put a peach tan back in his place on the shelf when he stopped dead in his tracks. He felt an aggressive, overwhelming cold invading his bones. He felt his knees go weak under the pressure of a terrible realization.

An enormous effort was necessary to persuade his shaking legs to take a step back from the shelf he was painfully fixating his eyes on.

The low, crackling sound was no longer a simple imaginationcrated byhis overstressed mind. It was barely audible, but it unmistakably was that noise that was haunting him night by night in his never decreasing nightmares.

It was only a small relief to Lucas that there apparently still were a shelf and a heavy iron wall between himself and the author of the noise.

Abruptly, the sound ceased and silence fell upon the messy room. The only thing to be heard was Lucas irregular, hasty breath and maybe the slight sound of cackling teeth.

"It must have been my imagination",

Lucas thought and his breath began to calm down. Still, he had to fight against a new feeling: curiosity. Fear invaded him once again when he realized that he already had moved the shelf aside to unveil the wall that was hidden behind.

But it wasn't a wall. It unfortunately was a door.

Lucas mind was almost at the edge of collapsing when he felt his hands moving towards the huge iron wheel. Was his imagination playing a trick on him or was the wheel really feeling as cold as ice? Unable to decide if his fear or his curiosity were more powerful, the door opened with a soft, harmless "whoosh".

Lucas breath was once againimpossible to control, and it wasdifficult for himto stand on his legs anymore, because almost every bit of self-possession had ceased.

He slowly and carefully opened the huge door, just to be shocked by the unexpected sight…

…of an totally empty room.

Lucas felt a stone falling from his whole body and the strange shivering that had infected him disappeared.

"Of course it was just my imagination…"

he said while turning around to leave the small empty room,

"…there are no monsters making…"

Lucas abruptly lost his voice. He just wished never to have come here. Once again, he felt the cold invading his bones, he felt like losing every bit of control of his legs and his heart beating were almost drowning out what were causing him so much fear.

The horrible crackling sound was back.

But now, it was MUCH louder than ever before.

When Lucas fearfully turned around, he wasn't disappointed in his sad expectations.

A woman, dressed in a pitch-black gown, was standing just a metre away. Her pale, almost white skin was in sharp contrast to her dress and her black hair. Her face weren't visible, as her hair was obscuring it. With her inanimate behaviour, she would have passed as a statue, but the horrible noise was unmistakably originated by this person.

Just when Lucas was about to slowly turn around and then start a run for his life, the black woman raised her head, revealing her blood-stained face and a pair of angry eyes focusing on Lucas. At the same time, the crackling noise from her opened mouth increased and got sharper.

Yet the last bit of strength disappeared from Lucas legs and he silently fell on his knees, eyes widened, paralysed with terror.

How would he possibly get out of this one?

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. It will take me some time to post the next one, as I have a lot to do in school right now (Abi).

Please review if you want to read more!