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Chapter 1:
"Janeway to Engineering, status report." The ship tipped to the side, and Kathryn, because the was standing up (as usual) was flung into the railing.
"We've got some minor cracks, but they're growing fast. We need to either get out of here or dump the core!" Kathryn turned to Tom Paris, who was frantically trying to move the ship.
"Tom, do we have impulse?" He shook his head, brow furrowed.
"Maximum thrusters then. Get us out of here!" She ordered, sitting in her Captain's chair, brushing auburn hair from her eyes, tucking it back into her now lopsided bun. The ship began moving, but slowly. The ship shuddered one more time, then they felt it still. "Captain, they've locked a tractor beam onto us." Harry Kim said, and then a frantic beeping from his console distracted him.
"They're hailing us!" Kathryn straitened her uniform and sat up straighter.
"Onscreen." A tall man with very pale white skin and red hair with a buzz cut appeared on screen. He had green eyes and a large nose with a circular black tattoo on it.
"You are the starship Voyager?" Kathryn stood up and glared at him.
"I am Captain Kathryn Janeway of the Federation Starship Voyager. Why have you attacked this vessel?" He chuckled, and looked at something away from the screen.
"Where are the headquarters of the Federation?" Kathryn looked at Tuvok, but he was intensely focused on his console.
"The headquarters are far from here, in the Alpha Quadrant." The man on screen raised his eyebrows.
"So you represent the Federation is this quadrant?" Kathryn nodded slightly.
"Yes, I suppose we do." The visual transmission cut out, leaving only audio.
"Lower your shields and prepare to be boarded. You will be punished for the acts of the federation." Tuvok immediately raised his eyebrows, and Kathryn was taken aback.
"Why?" The alien sighed.
"The federation has terrorized many nations across both the Alpha and Delta Quadrants. Who is in charge of your vessel?" Both Kathryn and Chakotay took a step forward. Kathryn gave Chakotay a glare that clearly said 'Stay Out'.
"I am." Kathryn declared bravely. The alien laughed.
"Lower your shields. They are weak already, and if you fail to comply we will resume our attack. You will be destroyed." Kathryn knew he was right. She nodded at Tuvok.
"Do it." The second their shields were dropped, both Kathryn and Chakotay vanished. Tuvok raised the shields again, and ordered B'Elanna to begin repairs on the engines. They would go after the command team as soon as they could.
Meanwhile, the command team rematerialized in a small drab room with no windows or doors. There was a harsh white light on the ceiling. Some sort of intercom turned on, and a cackling laugh filled the room.
"Oh, I'll have fun with you prisoners. Wait wait wait, let me introduce myself. I am Grian, leader of the Titanium Republic. You are prisoners of war because of the damage inflicted on the Galaxy by you." Kathryn glanced around the room, looking for possible speakers.
"What do you want?" She demanded. The laugh again.
"We want technology. And for you to apologize for the things you did." Chakotay frowned, and tried to think of possible occasions in which they could have offended these people. Suddenly, before he could think of any, Kathryn vanished.
"Kathryn!" He called out, before realizing they had transported her somewhere. An hour passed before he heard anything.
Then it happened. First a loud groan. Then a scream. Her scream was loud and full of pain. What where they doing to her to make her scream like that? In his experience, she had never given any indication of weakness or pain. Until now. The screams continued, until they became softer, like she had no more energy.
A couple of hours later, she reappeared in the cell. She fell over, and made a strange sound in her throat when she hit the ground. Chakotay rushed over to her, gently cradling her in his arms.
"Kathryn? Kathryn, say something!" She had plasma burns covering her arms, and there was a lot of blood on her leg. She moaned, and fell asleep. A couple minutes later, a loaf of bread and two half full canteens of water appeared next to her. He gently lifted her head, and ordered her to drink, while feeding her small pieces of bread. At night, or at least what he assumed was night, he curled up next to her, as if to shelter her from the evil in which they were imprisoned.
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