Heya, Peeps! Yes, I'm back! I do apologize for my absence, but my computer caught a virus and we had to wipe EVERYTHING, so I lost all the chapters to my other story, unfortunately. BUT! I'm glad to say that I'm back and better than ever! I hope you guys can all forgive me for having left, but I also wanted to try something new with my story, so I added a small twist to the new character I hope you enjoy this new story, and I'm so glad I have so many fans who have stuck with me, even in my absence! So this one's for all of you!
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek or any of its concepts. I only own Taylor and any references to her past life.
There was nothing that gave Taylor more adrenaline than riding her snowboard down a mountain. She could always hear the snow and ice crunching beneath the board, and it blew her long, blonde hair behind her.
She got off the lift and looked down to the bottom with a smile. She pulled her goggles over her bright blue eyes, and fixed her hair. She bent down and clipped the board to her free foot. She let out a breath, then jumped, moving the board before landing, and she began slowly sliding down the hill.
A grin spread over her face as she began picking up speed. Her hair began flowing behind her, and she let out a whoop as she turned sharply, kicking up snow. She continued to build speed, her arms lifting up as she spread her arms, unflexing her gloved fists.
She spotted the jump ahead of her. She bent her knees, making herself smaller and causing her to build even more speed. She felt the ground slope up beneath her, and she grinned again as she got ready to take the jump.
As she soared through the air, in the middle of her spin, she felt a rush she'd never felt before, and she wasn't sure if it was a good thing.
When she landed, she was rather sure it wasn't.
She came to a sudden stop, almost falling over, and she looked around, pulling her goggles to rest on her forehead. She looked left, then right.
Nothing but snow, no matter where she looked. Though, right in front of her was a slope, with a few rocks. But other than that, nothing but snow.
"The hell? Am I on Hoth?" She said sarcastically to herself. She sighed. "And now I'm talking to myself. That's just so healthy…"
She sat down, getting ready to undo the straps of her board with a small grunt. The snow really started to kick up, so she pulled down her goggles again. It didn't help much, but it was better than nothing.
Suddenly, she felt the ground shake beneath her. She had never been good with earthquakes, so she panicked. She hugged her knees to her chest and tightly shut her eyes.
The roar caused her eyes to shoot wide and her muscles to clench. She turned around, looking up at the massive monster behind her. It caught sight of her.
"Okay, time to bone out." She said, hopping onto her feet and leaning forward, pushing herself over the slope.
The beast let out another loud roar, and she heard crunching snow behind her. Of course it was following her. She bent her knees, gaining more speed. She put pressure on her heels, causing the board to turn left, then shifted to her toes, going back to the right.
Okay, I know I've seen that monster somewhere before. In a movie. But which one? She thought to herself as she avoided rocks. She refused to turn and take another look at it.
By now she was quite a bit a ways from the monster, but she had come to flat ground, and came to a stop. "Shit." She cursed, trying to move. When nothing worked, she unlatched her feet and took the board in her hands.
The monster slid in front of her, it's… Mouth, she assumed, opening wide. She took a step back, holding the board up next to her. It got a bit close, and she let out a shout, swinging at it. Though she only succeeded in snapping the board clean in half. The creature let out a low growl and stared straight at her. She swallowed hard, staring back as her hands began to shake.
Something flashed off to her right, causing the monster to let out a scared cry and backed off, turning tail and running off. Taylor blinked and looked to what could have done something like that.
Her head tilted a bit when she saw someone covered head to toe in clothing. She couldn't see the face, until they reached up and pulled down the mouth cover. Her eyes shot wide again. Montgomery Scott!? She thought to herself in total disbelief. This isn't Hoth… This is Delta Vega!
"Just who are ye, lassie? An' how'd ye get here?" He asked, and she squeaked in response. He looked at her oddly.
She finally snapped back, and she pulled her goggles off to look at him. "I… Don't think you'd believe me if I told you…" She said, still shaking a bit. She couldn't believe she was talking to Montgomery Scott. She'd always said he would be the greatest uncle. "Oh, um, as for who I am… My name's Taylor Bradley. Ah, thank you for saving me… Um…" She trailed off, playing dumb.
"Name's Montgomery Scott, lass, but me friends call me Scotty." He said with a grin, holding out his hand to her. Seeing him in all those layers made her feel even colder, with her in only two shirts and a set of jeans.
She smiled and took his hand, firmly shaking it. "Nice to meet you." She said.
"Aye, same here. Did you get beamed here, too? What'd they get you for?" He asked. Even though she knew what he was talking about, she furrowed her brow.
"Uh, beamed? No, not that I know of… What… What year is this?" She asked.
"Why, 2258, o' course." He said, looking at her strangely again. "There's somethin' off about you…"
Her eyes grew wide again, staring at him. "2258? No, that's impossible, that would make me 267 years old." She said, still staring at him.
He blinked. "What d'you mean, lassie? You sayin' yer from the past?" He asked her.
"It appears that way… I mean, before I was here, I was snowboarding in California in 2010." She said, then she jumped. "Ah, the board!" She looked down to the piece in her hand. "Crap, this was a rental… If I go back I'm screwed." She said.
Scotty started to laugh. "Yeah, I saw that, did'ya really think that'd do anythin'?" He asked through his snickers.
She puffed out her cheeks, just making him laugh harder. "Well, it was the only thing I could think of! And it was better than nothing!" She reasoned, crossing her arms.
He finally calmed down. "Well, ye've got some spunk, I'll give ye that. Not many people would take a swing at a monster like that. How old are ye, anyway? Ye don't look a day over 16." He said, looking her over.
"Well, when I left, I was 19, but by your date, like I said, I'm 267." She said.
He looked rather surprised. "19, ye say?" He let out a whistle. "Ye sure don' look it. And yer from over 200 years ago… That's brilliant, they have sandwiches there, right?"
It was her turn to laugh. "Yes, of course they do. Greatest invention ever, I'd say." She said with a grin.
He let out another laugh. "You and I are gona get along jus' fine." He said, pulling off one of his coats. "Here, ye look like ye could use it." He said, draping it over her, and she instantly felt warmth encompass her.
"Thank you." She said, smiling up at him. She went over and picked up the other piece of the board, looking at it. "Huh… Maybe if I find enough metal, I can make a new one…" She thought aloud.
"Ye make things, lassie?" Scotty asked, hearing her.
She looked up at him again. "Back home, in order to pay for college, I worked as a mechanic. I can fix and build." She said, rather proudly.
Scotty grinned at her. "Then you'll have no problems fittin' in where we're goin'. C'mon, before ye freeze to death." He said, taking her hand and leading her off.
