Blue Synergy
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek or any of its characters.
Warning/s: Eventual K/S SLASH. Rating may go up depending on my mood and what the reviewers vote on, and whether or not I grow enough spine to write a… 0/0 (nosebleeds)
A/N: Yep, this is my first attempt at Star Trek and slash, so don't be overly harsh, I've never written Spock before so I'm taking examples from other fanfictions to guide me, but it's no guarantee. Please review, tell me what you think and NO FLAMES!
NOTE: Sclera is what you call the whites of your eyes.
Translation/s:: Terms: (Sh'ahrn to English/Standard)
Ka'hira'xni – female name, means Speckled Wings
T'xn'chai'h – one variation of the Sh'ahrn word for cripple, this variation is very derogatory and demeaning
Kh'reehling/s – small child, infant, child, or children
Krxh'oohiir – intruder, doesn't belong
Nii'hrrha – broken, bruised, damaged spiritually/emotionally, when part of your heart is broken or chipped
T'rhflee'r – friend, big brother, good-souled person
Micronote – extremely short, tiny sound/syllable
Half-tone – type of voice tone, type of sound made by consciously using several vocal chords in certain orders
Prologue
These beings were strange.
It was the only thought that could pass through the alien child's mind as she fluttered her almost-leathery wings nervously.
She observed these beings in their giant space ship as they took her aboard, it was much larger than her space pod, in which she'd spent most of her childhood.
Young or not, the child knew that they were not Clan members, or of any clan. They weren't her Father's species, but they looked… Familiar…
Dressed in a plain white tunic with sleeves too long for her arms and plain pants that ended at mid-calf, the small girl had the stature of a nine-year old human child. Her frame was small, very delicate-looking with her bony spine and small shoulder width, a stature which belied her actual strength.
She could've actually passed for a human with her long, unkempt black hair, if it weren't for several key components…
Such as her four, leathery wing-like appendages that extended from her back, their edges were chiefly black that mottled out into a darkened blue excepting the last quarter of her top-right wing, which was a bright mottling of deep reds, bright oranges and speckles of yellow. Each of her four wings were covered in a thin layer of fuzz that was soft to the touch, which took on the coloration of the skin beneath them,
Her skin tone was a pale sort of olive, like she'd never seen much sun in her life, not that she had. Her face, very human except for her eyes. Sharp yellow irises with black pupils and black sclera, plus her tendency to not blink, made her unnerving to make eye-contact with.
Her left hand looked like a human hand, but her right one was a different story. Starting just below her right elbow was an unyielding yet flexible exoskeleton that extended into clawed fingertips. The shell was surprisingly thin, the coloring was the same as most of her wings. The fingers were coal-black and mottled into the same blue coloring as her wings, she had five black speckles scattered in the blue, and the shell ended in a black mottled edge on her forearm.
Upon her head were several well-spaced, thin, blue-black spikes that ran down the center line of her skull and ended abruptly at her skull's base, they twitched back and forth at sharp intervals, like switchblades. Upon her forehead just below her hairline were two small spikish skull extensions that were about three-quarters of an inch thick and one and a half inches long, they both rose upwards into twin points, like a pair of horns.
The final point of her alien anatomy was her tail, a three and half foot sinuous muscle covered in thin blue fur, ending in what looked like a grooved club of black-yellow bone.
Vaguely, the child's mind wandered, wondering when her Father would come back for her. The clan couldn't have been too far ahead on their migration route, Father would come back to her.
He would come back for Ka'hira'xni, she knew he would…
At least that was what she hoped for the past… Who knew how long really, she knew that she was at least six migrations old, migrations were very long, nothing but endless passing of stars and the occasional black hole between planets.
But her Father had always passed the time by talking, with his mind.
She was considered a T'xn'chai'h, a cripple, due to her inability to grow a full exoskeleton in time for the migration through space. The girl didn't know why her Father was no longer dragging the space pod he'd sealed her in along, as he'd always done for her entire life for every migration.
The girl always knew that she was different, why she could never interact with the other Kh'reehlings, the others closest to her age, children. The adults of her Father's kind mated with other species for newer, useful traits, evolution, not a complete downgrade.
She could only survive in an atmosphere, she would never fight as well as those with a full set of claws and she still had much trouble flying for her wings were growing too slowly.
Her Father had been stubborn, instead of leaving her to die, he'd stolen a small space craft with functional support systems, and taken her with him. Dragging a space pod, through several light-years of empty space, nonstop.
Her Father would pour vast sound maps into her brain, billions of notes, micronotes, syllables, words, countless amounts of information from every planet he ever migrated to.
Though she couldn't understand most of it, she mostly just enjoyed listening to the Clan harmonize.
How bittersweet it was that her clumsy attempts at harmonizing with them, told to quiet her ugly, ugly voice.
So why was Father not back yet?
Why was she picked up by these aliens?
But… They had hands like hers, because beneath the small amount of exoskeleton she did have, was a hand that mirrored her left.
Why they wore such brightly colored garments was beyond her… Who would wear coverings on their feet?
A male in a yellow tunic, the child could smell his higher testosterone levels, approached her. He was obviously leader, or perhaps leader representor. The others treated him with respects, and their body language and emotional auras said the same.
He spoke, or at least the child thought her was speaking. But she couldn't understand a word…
Then the male pointed to his chest, "Christopher Pike."
The child remained silent.
"Christopher Pike." The male pointed to himself again, and the child understood.
"Ka'hira'xni." She chirped melodically, three different pitches, two half-tones and less than two-hundred micronotes, a rather short and simply name in her opinion.
All adults present garbled the name horribly, unable to pronounce the micronotes and half-tones.
The one called Christopher Pike settled for calling her 'Kara'.
"P'eek." Kara meeped at the Starfleet captain, lisping horribly without an 's' sound somehow. Suddenly she jumped up and spat a glob of sticky saliva in his hair.
Though Kara was confused as to why he tried to remove the saliva, did he want his hair to catch fire? Having one's hair catch fire was a very bad thing in Kara's opinion.
Before Kara even knew what was going on, the large ship had docked on a green and blue planet. The yellow tunic wearing Captain P'eek was showing her a noise box. It played very simple music, but it sounded interesting. But then they had to leave the ship…
The adults herded her around so much, their emotions were not comforting at all, they didn't even respect her wing-space! It forced her to wrap her wings around herself, forming what looked like a cloak and hood.
There were so many of these beings! Kara had never seen so many sentient things in one place!
But her chances to explore were thwarted by the adults herding her inside a large structure, with so many unfamiliar things inside it…
She never saw the adult male called Christopher Pike again, until years later, but that is a different story.
Soon the aliens had her on a soft, cushiony structure, waving odd metal devices over her. They talked to each other and conversed in a language that Kara couldn't make heads or tails of…
Kara wanted her Father there…
OOOOOO
Another few days, and Kara had refused all forms of food they'd attempted to give her, untrusting of them. Kara had only eaten sustenance given to her by her Father, because he'd made sure it was safe to eat.
Without Father, she refused to eat.
For days even, she continued her refusal, forcing them to sedate her and then feed her through an IV…
Of course, Kara protested loudly, shrieking and squawking angrily at nearly earsplitting levels when she was tied down to the bed…
They never understood that she was screaming for her Father to rescue her…
OOOOOO
Kara still refused to eat, but she went silent…
She wondered what these aliens were going to do with her, she felt afraid… Where was her Father?
She didn't like that they didn't give back her clothes, and gave her new ones instead… What had been wrong with her old ones anyway?
Suddenly, she was given a pouch-like object, forced into clothes, and put on another space ship… Where were they taking her?
Kara wished she knew…
And she longed even more to her Father harmonizing with the clan, or singing out a Story-Song…
OOOOOO
Kara was greeted by a female adult in an odd one-piece garment decorated in many colors. The female's hair was yellowish, and shiny.
Her emotional aura was very bright, but it was warm… Kara decided that she liked this female adult, and was taken to what Kara guessed was like a living place.
Kara could smell the female's mate, their offspring, and another child, close to Kara's own age…
Curiously, Kara observed the way this family interacted…
She felt like and Krxh'oohiir, and intruder…
She still refused to eat…
Kara also quickly found out how short these alien's patience's was, as they gave up teaching her… She guessed, their language…
OOOOOO
On the seventh night of her stay, Kara climbed up to the roof, and looked at the unfamiliar stars… They looked so different when looking up at them from a planet surface…
Suddenly, someone was sitting next to her…
Yellow-shine hair and blue eyes, a black shirt and blue jeans. It was the male Kh'reehling, around her physical maturity level, he was a rather… Distant fellow, who usually spent time looking at pieces of bound paper and working in the garden…
Yet here he was sitting next to her, watching the stars with her…
He said something, but Kara didn't understand…
Two unanswered sentences later, the boy realized that Kara could not understand a word of what he was saying.
His aura was… Nii'hrrha, broken… Like something very sad, but defiant, strong-willed, and most of all… Bright.
Enigmatic.
Kara liked him much better than the others…
Then the boy pointed to himself and said, "Jim."
"Karrrraaa!" Kara chirped cheerfully, his emotional aura made her feel better.
'Jim' said something else, but Kara didn't understand it either, but he grinned at her.
Kara grinned back, her tail swishing back and forth like an excited puppy…
Then Jim handed her a piece of red fruit with black seeds, and a green shell. Kara stared at the proffered fruit, then smiled unevenly due to the extra muscles in her mouth with contained her retractable, circular mouth with two more sets of teeth.
With her left hand, she accepted the proffered fruit and bit into it…
"T'rhflee'r Jim!" Kara suddenly greeted him by spitting a large glob of sticky saliva into her unoccupied hand and smooshed it into Jim's hair.
Kara tried to imitate that thing he did with his mouth, she'd seen her Father do it sometimes before when he'd shed his exoskeleton between migrations.
Jim made a frustrated sound, but then started to laugh…
Kara simply munched happily on the fruit he'd given her…
And it was there on the colony planet of Tarsus IV, that Kara met James T. Kirk…
A/N: Okay, yeah, first time I've ever written Star Trek, or slash… Anyways, this was just outlining my OC, no I don't think I wanna pair her with anybody unless you can give a good list of plausible reasons and one or two circumstances. As far I'm aware of at the moment, she just adores Jim like an obsessive little sister. Kara's species is of my own creation, which was inspired partially by watching Ben 10 go Big Chill. Here's a quick bio:
Birth Name: Ka'hira'xni
Human Name: Kara M. Trillyx
Gender: Female
Race: Sh'ahrn-Human hybrid
Eye: Yellow irises, black(human) pupils, black sclera(eye 'whites')
Hair: Ebony black
Physiology:
-4 wings, coloration: chiefly blue, black mottled edges, top-right wing is a reddish, orange, yellow mix on the last quarter of it. These wings also serve another purpose, they are a chief way for her to intake oxygen, and the hair-like fuzz is actually a bunch of near-hypersensitive nerve endings. These wings can be folded up around her body to form what looks like a hooded cloak/robe(for a reference google: Ben 10 Big Chill.)
-right arm has exoskeleton shell that goes from fingertips to just below her elbow, it had the same color mottling pattern as her wings do save for the five black speckles scattered in the blue part that actually covers her forearm. The exoskeleton shell grows and Kara sheds it at different intervals, it never goes beyond just below her right elbow and the shell ends in sharp claws. The hand beneath it is human, but it can only be seen when the exoskeleton is shedding. Due to the fact that the exoskeleton does not grow to cover her entire body, she can't survive in the vacuum of space for migrations.
-Tail is like a large cat's tail, except it ends in a rather thin-looking bone growth that serves as a club, it's got four grooves on each side, it actually flicks out into something like a five spiked axe/spear thing. If the spikes are out, it is a sign of intense aggression and shows that she is considering the idea of killing whomever the aggression is directed at.
- All her muscles(NOT HER BONES), including her tail, are compressible, due to her Father's species ability to live in a vaccum. This serves no true purpose to Kara.
-Her tail has a thin layer blue fur that has certain lightbending microbes in the skin pores, thus with enough practice, her tail can be invisible including the club/spike part, but this does not apply to the rest of her body due to the lack of the microbes in the rest of her body.
-In her mouth, Kara has normal human teeth with slightly more pronounced canines, tucked somewhere beneath her tongue and in a complete circle behind her teeth in the back of her throat but it encompasses her human jaw. When the mouth is extended it goes out about four to six inches out of her mouth, and it extends from the place between her human teeth and lips. There is a retractable, circular mouth with two sets of different teeth. The outer set closest to the outside are longer and are slightly over an inch long, the second set of teeth in on the inside of the circular mouth. The second set is like another pair of jaws, only without an actual jaw or cartilage, it's adapted for biting and there are fewer actual teeth in this set. When the mouth is retracted it compressed itself into spaces in her skull and there are no signs that it even exists, the only drawback is that the feeling of having two extra sets of teeth make Kara lisp and mess up Standard(English) words.
-Kara's vocal chords a different from a human's, she is capable of making extremely tiny sounds called 'micronotes', and 'half-tones'.
-Kara comes from a chiefly telepathic species, she can sense general emotions and occasionally intentions, but her psionic abilities as a whole are very stunted and the use of it to its full extent causes her blood pressure to spike to dangerous levels. (Will be explained fully at a later because I am tired…)
-Kara is not capable of speaking her entire native language due to her lack of lung capacity(which is a lot more than a human's but still insufficient when compared to most Sh'ahrn)
-Her saliva is a flame retardant, it's very sticky and dissolves after ten or so minutes depending on the atmosphere and the amount of saliva. So when Kara spits or puts a glob of saliva in someone's hair, it's a way of saying "I like you, and I don't want your hair to catch fire."
-Kara is still an adolescent by Sh'ahrn standards, but in Earth years she'd be about sixty-something years old in this chapter. In the next few (Earth)years she'll be having something like a growth spurt that mimics human teenage-years and young adulthood which keeps her around the same age group as Jim(James T. Kirk), basically she had a long adolescence, and her 'teenage' years are simply the influence of her human genes.
-Kara also has a row of thin blue-black spikes that start at her hairline and run down the center-line of her skull, the row ends at her skull's base, Kara can flick these up and down and she typically keeps them hidden in her hair. On her hairline are two, small, horn-like protrusions that line up with the farthest outer corners of her eyes.
-Her eyes are as stated before, yellow irises with black pupils and black sclera. She has better than average night vision, but other than that her eyes are just like a human's.
-She had an extra set of half-developed lungs, two hearts(larger::Four chambered, smaller::three chambered) and her brain is divided into three 'sides'. It's divided in a Y shape, there is a left side, a right-side and a back portion of her brain.
-Other than ALL that, Kara looks human, though she has a tendency to hop and walk on all fours, kinda like a gorilla does, only her version is far more awkward in terms of coordination.
Personality: As a child she had a very innocent, puppy-like mentality, she judges people by the emotional auras they put out. Her understanding of social interaction with other beings in general is fairly stunted due to the fact that she only ever interacted with her Father. At some point in her life she grows up and(spoilers omitted).
FURTHER NOTES: So that's my OC, she is not the center of the story, the true center of the story is James T. Kirk and Spock, and to a slightly lesser degree the rest of the main bridge crew(McCoy, Sulu, Chekov, and Nyota Uhura). Kara's abilities are limited and she has little control, I will even go into something about a giant mindscape plane of existence that encompasses the universe that can be traversed by all creatures capable of astral-projection(projecting their souls outside their bodies through something like a back-door in their minds)…
Also note that when Kara was found, she was taken back to Earth. They kept her for a time that Kara was unaware of how to tell that time is passing because she spent most of her life in space without any sort of clock/chronometer. So she was actually there for a few weeks, they force fed her with an IV because she refused to eat, this is due to the fact that her Father always feeds her, because among the Sh'ahrn, if the parent gives the child food, the food is safe to eat. Eventually the Starfleet doctors take scans of her DNA and find human DNA, but they don't recognize the Sh'ahrn DNA because they are an unregistered species. Kara was sent to Tarsus IV because Jim's Aunt volunteered to take her in, and that's at the same time that Jim was around ten or eleven years old.
If I keep going I could go on for pages so I'll stop there, tell me what you guys think. If any of you have any 'How To Write Spock Dialogue' advice I'll gladly listen to/read it. Constructive criticism, NO FLAMES! Please REVIEW!