In dedication of recognition of Star Trek's 50th Anniversary! 50 years of Star Trekkin, and hopefully 50 more.
I do not own Star Trek in any form or manner, it is CBS's and Paramount's program/Creation. Credit to Gene Roddenberry and co. For the creation of Star Trek.
A First Time for Everything
The day was dimming as the sun set well below the horizon of the planet. It's purple hued night sky revealing a moonless, yet calming nature. Streaks of pink clouds dashed the darkening sky as the last rays of light kissed the horizon below. In a civilization on the planet's surface Captain James T. Kirk and his landing party were finishing up their investigation of a disease that had spread rapidly across the surface.
"Well, Bones. All clear?" Kirk inquired upon his Chief Medicinal Officer.
"Yes, Jim. All of the residents have been vaccinated and no sight of the disease is reading on the tricorder."
"Good, Bones." The Captain flipped open his Communicator. "Kirk to Enterprise."
"Mr. Spock here."
"Mr. Spock, five to beam up."
"Yes, Captain. Energizing now."
Once aboard the Enterprise Kirk and McCoy headed for the bridge. As the doors of the turbolift hissed open revealing the bridge, they were greeted by Mr. Spock heading their way. "Captain, the planet reads clear. In addition, Mr. Scott reports all engines ready for departure, and warp drive is ready for usage." He reported. "Thank you Mr. Spock." He told him pushing past the Science Officer and heading for the Captain's Chair. "Helm, set course for Starbase 34. Warp factor four." He ordered. "Course plotted, warp drive ready, sir." Sulu reported. "Engage."
As the stars flew past the view screen before him, Captain Kirk watched with his chin resting on his hand. He was thankful for yet another successful mission and was much ready for the next shore leave, even if it still was several months away. His shift was winding down as he only had a few minutes before he could retreat to his quarters for the night. Serving sixteen to eighteen hours on the bridge wasn't necessarily a simple task. "Captain Kirk." Sulu caught his attention. "Your shift is up when you are, sir. Tell me when." The Captain nodded stepping up from the chair. "You have the Conn, Sulu." He stated on his way to the turbolift. Once inside, he turned the nob "Deck 5."
Hours Later
It was the middle of the night, as Kirk was fast asleep when the distinct sound of the red alert alarms blared into his ears. He shot from his deep sleep, rushing immediately to the comm. "Bridge, report. Now!" He yelled into it. "Captain, we are experiencing an anomaly of some sort, it seems to be taking us back in time. It is steadily going back, though is picking up speed as we speak." Sulu reported. Kirk didn't speak for a moment. "Alright Sulu, I will be there in a moment." He retrieved all he needed for the bridge and swiftly dashed out the door. He ran straight into Spock. "I'm sorry, Spock." He stated rushing past him. Spock caught up with him. "An apology would be most illogical for an unintended accident, Captain. May I ask as to why you seem to be in such a hurry?"
"We seem to be experiencing some space turbulence of which is causing the ship to go back into time."
"That is not logical, how is anything of that intensity even possible?"
"You're the science officer." He snapped. "Sorry, it is unknown."
The two reached the bridge as they found they could do nothing more than watch as all happened. They were indeed being pulled back though time and at an unruly rate. Yet as to how, they could not explain. There wasn't much they could do, as they simply prayed they would end out well on the other side."
