Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek or Peter Pan. Now that that's over with, on with the story.
Author's note: January 2012. I have decided to re-write and continue this story for some strange reason. As for why I selected such a crossover several years ago, I thought it would be cute and funny. No drugs or alcoholic beverages were involved in the decision. Now, it's a challenge to see if I can actually complete the story since I swore not to completely abandon any of my stories.
It takes place in the place of Star Trek V.
Now on with the story.
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Sybock was seven when his mother died, seven when he met his father, seven when he vanished...
Sybok hadn't had time to fully process the fact that his mother was dead when he was taken from the only home he had ever known in his short life by a complete stranger named Sarek who turned out to be his father. On the way to what was supposed to be his new home, this stranger who had the audacity to call himself his father began outlining his life for him. Apparently, in the span of less than a day, the person who had sired him had decided the fate of a child he had never met, or even knew existed for that matter.
Being sent to the highest rated schools on the planet appealed to him as they would help him in the future, as would attending the prestigious Vulcan Science Academy. What didn't appeal to him was the life that had been mapped out for him after he graduated said academy. Without asking for his input, his father had decided that he would become an aide to the Vulcan Ambassador to Earth - who was currently and would most likely still be his own father when the time he was to take the position came -, and that he would eventually become Ambassador himself. If his father had bothered to ask for his opinion, he would have learned that he wanted to be a healer, and that diplomacy didn't appeal to him at all.
He watched the scenery pass by with little interest while his father spoke of the school he was to begin attending tomorrow, unheeding of the fact that his son had quit listening. While he idly watched the mountains in the distance, he mused on the fact that his life had shot straight from Barely Tolerable to Worse - entirely bypassing Bad - in the process in the space of a day. He wished he could go to the hidden corner he had discovered when he was four and stay there until everything went back to normal. His mother T'rea - who had completed the process of Kolinahr - had an excuse for not caring about him. Being a High Master of Gol gave her an excuse for not having much time for him either. Sarek had no excuse for his behavior. What father didn't visit their child even once? For that matter what kind of a Vulcan didn't even consider the logical possibility that their spouse might be pregnant at the time of divorce and check to see whether or not she was? All it would have taken was a two second medical scan while she was on the way out the door with her stuff.
If it hadn't been for his aged tutor, he probably wouldn't have known what he was missing in regards to his parents. It had been his tutor that had explained the odd longing he felt when he had fallen ill when he was three, and his mother had never once showed up. It had been his tutor who had also explained the emotions he felt throughout his short life in secret. As well as Math and Logic, his tutor had taught him about the inner workings of his heart. His tutor had been taken away from him several months earlier after he had accidentally told him that one could use their emotions as well as logic when solving a difficult problem within earshot of someone else.
How had what his teacher said been so wrong that it had garnered the reaction it had from the other adults? What was wrong with using emotions as well as logic? One did not use a hammer to fix everything. Weren't emotions just a different sort of tool, a tool that could be used where logic failed?
All too soon, the journey was over and he found himself outside the place that was to be his new home. The place in which he was to live for the foreseeable future was a large dwelling behind a gated wall on the outskirts of Shi'Kahr. He didn't know whether he liked it or not since he had no experience with such a place, and therefore could not yet form an opinion either way.
He and his father were warmly greeted at the door by his father's new bride, a human woman named Amanda. After the odd human greeting, he and his father were promptly ushered inside and given dinner. Throughout the meal, Amanda tried to be welcoming, but it was quite obvious that she didn't know how to deal with the current situation.
After dinner, he was ushered to a room that had obviously prepared in haste by his father's wife if the unusual decor was any indication. As he set about the task of stowing his possessions in their proper places, he heard the sounds of a discussion taking place further down the hall in what he presumed was his father and Amanda's room. His name was mentioned several times during the conversation which sounded suspiciously like an argument. The human Amanda spoke rather loudly, and didn't seem to be very happy about something that had to do with him.
Later that night, long after he should have been asleep, when he was certain the the house's other inhabitants were asleep and that he would not be discovered, he allowed himself to express his emotions over the events that had taken place since the sun had risen the day before. He started crying first over the fact that his mother was dead, and then over the fact that his father had taken him in because he was obligated to rather than for any other reason, and then over the fact that the Amanda woman didn't want him around. He found his tears over the Amanda woman's reaction to his presence puzzling since he'd only met her a few hours earlier, but then again, emotions were never logical.
As he cried silently to himself, he heard an unusual noise. He'd never heard anything like it before, and he knew this for a fact because he could remember everything back to the day he was born. It was a strange tinkling sound like that of a small bell which was coupled with with a strange fluttery buzzing sound that was infrequently interspersed with a tiny high pitched whining noise.
He searched for the source of the sound, and his eyes soon found a moving light that was making its way around his new bedroom. In the center of the light was a being that was shaped like a grown woman whose most noticeable feature was a pair iridescent translucent wings. Unlike every other woman he'd encountered, she was of impossibly small proportions. Every time the being hovered, he would hear the tinkling buzzing sound. Every time she moved, he would hear the high pitched whining noise.
After a while, he noticed that she kept moving towards the window and then back towards him as if she wished for him to follow her. Upon realizing this, he complied, following her out the window and into the garden behind his new home which contained many unusual varieties of succulent plants that he assumed were from Earth. As soon as his feet touched the ground outside, the being circled him several times, sprinkling a strange sparkling dust over him with every pass.
"Come with me mortal child, and I will take you away from your pain." the being said in an exceedingly shrill voice which was barely audible despite his better than average sense of hearing. "Think of that which brings you great joy and you shall be able to follow me to a place where you need never grow older nor fear death."
"Will I be able to return?" he asked. He would like to see this place that the shining being spoke of, but it would be exceedingly unwise to go to a place from which you could never return, especially considering the fact that this wasn't a dream, and that he would be rather quickly missed if he failed to turn up for breakfast in the morning.
"If that is your wish." the being said. "But I doubt you will want to. Few ever do."
With that, Sybok thought of his secret place where he could think and play undisturbed, of the times his tutor approved of his accomplishments, and several other small things that brought him the emotion that his instructor had long-ago informed him was called "Joy" and followed the shining being into the night sky to a place with many names. Many humans called it Neverland after a story by an author who believed it to be in the realm of the Faerie. The Andorians called it Children's Haven, as did the Klingons who believed that if an adult tried to harm a child within its boundaries they would be eternally cursed. Q called it the one place he was sure to stay the hell away from unless he wanted to be roped into playing babysitter to a bunch of superannuated brats. The Vulcan word for it had been lost long ago.
After they had flown through a long and seemingly endless night and left what the being had called the mortal realm behind, Sybok found himself flying towards a sun which was rising over a vast and wondrous place, the likes of which he'd never seen before which stretched out farther than the eye could see despite his incredible altitude. By the time the sun had fully risen, he was flying over a vast stretch of unfamiliar desert. As the sun climbed higher into the sky, he followed the luminous being to an oasis which contained the largest pool of water he'd ever seen which was surrounded by every sort of edible plant on Vulcan. Next to the oasis was a massive mountain fortress that loomed over the landscape. The fortress which was a massive piece of Pre-Reform architecture which was built into the side of the mountain and incorporated the mountain's natural features into the design was guarded by several boys who looked to be about his age.
"This shall be your new home, and these shall be your new friends if that is your wish." the luminous being said before she departed, leaving him standing alone outside the fortress.
He hesitantly approached the gates of the fortress, feeling rather nervous for no reason that he could consciously discern since he could quite easily fly away if he so wished, as he learned when he checked to see if he still had the ability to fly after the being's departure. When he finally reached the gates, one of the children who guarded the fortress asked him his business in a form of Vulcan that was so ancient that if one of them hadn't grabbed his arm when he failed to reply, he would not have understood what they wanted. In the most ancient Vulcan language that he knew, he stated that he was Sybok son of Sarek, and that the luminous being had led him here, telling him that he could live here. At that, the gate guards released him and allowed him to pass.
Over the next several days, he explored the fortress from top to bottom, fascinated by every new discovery that he made. Over the next several months, he had gotten used to the routine of the place he had decided to call home, learned the local language, and had learned to stop trying to control his emotions as he had been taught to do since birth because it had bothered the others, because he was the only resident who had arrived since the time of Surak, and such behavior was seen as strange and somewhat disturbing here.
One day after he'd practically lost track of the amount of time he'd been there, he had climbed to the very top of the mountain and looked out over the world in which he now lived. Far in the distance he could see the edge of the green and blue land which reminded him of the pictures he'd seen of the planet Earth during his lessons and around his father's home that he had flown over on his way to the desert the morning he'd arrived. Out of curiosity, he decided to ask everyone what they knew about that strange place.
"That land which is surrounded by the giant pond of undrinkable water belongs to the round earred creatures." his friend T'ivek replied when he asked her. "We do not bother them, and they do not bother us."
"Can you describe the round earred creatures?" he asked, wondering if they were what he thought they were. His father's wife Amanda had had ears that were rounded instead of pointed.
"They look much like us, except that their ears are round and their blood is red." T'ivek replied.
For the next three days, he sat wondering why there was a human world so close to the place he now called home, and how it had come to be.
On the fourth day, he decided that the best way to sate his curiosity would be to go over there and investigate. He had only seen one human before, his father's wife Amanda, and he was rather curious about them. He wondered if they really were as selfish, weak, and inferior as he'd heard they were. He hadn't been around Amanda to learn one way or another.
On the fifth day, he gathered some food and supplies and began his journey towards the mysterious blue and green land that he was almost certain was inhabited by humans.
On the Sixth day, he was met in the air by a strange red haired boy who spoke Federation Standard with a strange accent. The boy's name was Peter.