Hello, Some of you may recognize this story, I have changed some plot facts, but nothing supper major, this is unbetaed so please excuse any mistakes. I have finished the story, and I will try to update every Thursday, its not a long story, so please bear with me.

With the darkside, yours truly, Darth-In-Training

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, only the plot idea for this story. If I owned these books and movies, I would be writing more of them, not fanfiction.

A figure stepped out of the shadows, he grunted as he hit the wall in front of him, nose first. "Ouch, stupid wall" he muttered, grimacing and rubbing his nose gently.

"halt! Raise your hands and turn around" ordered a voice from behind.

"oh great" Nico murmured, he really hoped he didn't land in a top secret military operation again. That hadn't ended well. He turned around slowly, raising his hands slightly above his head. He kept his face emotionless, that lasted about as long as it took to turn. Even he couldn't hold in his look of surprise when he saw two people holding weird looking guns aimed at him. It wasn't the guns that made him lose his cool, it was the fact that behind them was a view port, and through it he could see space rushing past them.

"What the Hades" Nico muttered, staring wide eyed at the view port.

"identify yourself!" ordered the man in a red shirt standing in front of him.

"Nico" he stated simply, his facial muscles under control once again. he concentrated on the shadows, he was still close to the wall, in the dark. He ordered the shadows to take him to the underworld, he couldn't stop the raised eyebrow that happened when the shadows didn't respond, he risked a glance over his shoulder, ordering the shadows -mentally of coarse- to come to him.

They didn't respond, Nico swore quietly.

The rather large man in front of him glared at him, Nico wasn't impressed, even he could do a better glare then that, though as a son of Hades, he had a natural advantage.

"how did you get here?" the man asked, Nico decided to call him ugly no. 1.

"that's something I'm not going to tell you that, as it is none of you're business" the emo-ish boy responded, he was tired from fighting some gorgons, then shadow-traveling somewhere he had no clue where he was.

"Impertinent brat, fine, put your hands behind your back and no sudden movements, we're taking you to the brig, then the captain will deal with you"

Nico really didn't want to, but given the circumstances he didn't have much choice. He sighed in annoyance and did as he was ordered. Once he was handcuffed, Ugly no. 1 walked him down a hall to the brig, before they pushed him into a cell, Nico managed to ask "Where am I, just so I know" 'Ugly no. 1' raised a eyebrow "Don't you know? You're on the U.S.S Enterprise"

Captains log, new entry. I have just been informed by the senior security officer that we have a stowaway. According to the officer, he was patrolling the corridors around the brig, when a young man appeared. Myself and Mr. Spock are going down to interrogate the prisoner now. My only question is how did he get on board the ship while we are at warp. End captains log.

Kirk and Spock walked out of the elevator, striding up to the cell.

They observed the new prisoner. He was asleep on the cot inside the cell, Kirk had no idea how anyone managed to sleep on those things, they where extremely uncomfortable. Don't ask how he knew, trust him, he just did.

The boy looked no older then twelve, with longish, messy black hair, his skin was pale, but still had an olive tint to it. He was wearing a black T-shirt that said "The Walking Dead" in red letters with a fake bloodsplatter, black ripped jeans, and a black leather jacket. He had a chain belt, and a skull ring on his right hand.

"Wake him up, would you Lee?" the so-named red shirt nodded and rapped his knuckles on the glass. The boy inside sat up quickly, facing Kirk and Spock. They could now see a scar that ran from the outside corner of his eye to his lip. When the teen made eye contact with them, his face was an emotionless mask.

"I am James T. Kirk, Captain of the Enterprise, who are you?" he asks, the boy stuck his hands in the jeans pockets, He kept eye contact with Kirk and responded,

"I'm Nico, I would say its a pleasure to meet you, but that would be a lie considering I am in a prison for no real reason" he spits, his face changing into a glare.

Kirk was a seasoned warrior, but even he had to repress a shudder at the intensity of the look.

"you're a stowaway on a federation ship, I will release you if you explain how you got on my ship while we were traveling at warp speed"

Nico rolled his eyes "you would lock me up in a looney room were I to try to explain, but I will say, I had no plans on arriving on this ship, where the hell am I? Besides on the Enterprise, that much I gathered from everyone else saying I was on it" he added.

Spock raised an eyebrow "How did you get here, if you didn't intent to, did someone use a teleport on you against your will?"

Nico smirked slightly "yea, something like that, now if you would excuse me, I have a nap to finish" he turned around and curls up on the cot.

"I have one more questions, what is your age?" asked Spock, thorough as ever.

"I'm fourteen" he responded before going to sleep.

Spock looked at Kirk, the captain rubbed his eyes

"Spock, I just finished a double shift, can the discussion on what to do with him wait till later? I highly doubt he is a threat to the ship, so leave it for now, good night" he turned around and headed for his comfortable cabin and bunk, he didn't bother listening to Spock's 'it is illogical to say good night as night does not exist in space' speech.

Nico tossed in his sleep, in his dream he was in Hades's palace in front of the throne. He knelt, not entirely convinced it was only a dream.

"My son, you have been sent here for a quest, you must destroy the enemy that approaches, and make sure the people of this ship survive. Sleep well my son, I have sent some supplies to help you, goodbye" he wanted to ask why he had been chosen, but it was too late.

He woke with a start, and someone on the other side of the glass.

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