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Chapter 1:
Daeneria's arrival
Daeneria's first sense was a small jolt of pain in her neck, startling her awake. She sat up suddenly with a start and fell to the ground. She groaned and pulled herself to her feet, wiping the non-existent dust off her clothing. It was then that she first looked around.
She stared in awe at the large, metalish room that seemed as if it was trying to be warm and comfortable. It shocked her to be here, when her last memory was of a carnival booth that she had entered. If she remembered right, it seemed as though someone there had started saying odd things to her and she had got up to leave. She couldn't remember what happened then or what the man had said to her that she had found so odd, but she knew that this is not where she should have been. She noticed three men, standing and watching her quietly. They all seemed to be wearing some type of uniform, but in different colors. She figured that the one in the gold uniform must be the one in charge. She turned and faced them, wondering what to do.
"Might I suggest communication, Captain?" The pointy eared, serious looking man in the blue uniform said.
"What?" Dae looked at them with confusion, "Who are you people? How did I get here? Was I in an accident and lost my memory?"
"We found you in some alien ruins that were being excavated. When we touched the stone that you were encased in, the planet self-destructed, so we had no choice but to bring you here. Then your life-signs started fading and Bones had to wake you up." The golden-haired, golden uniformed man explained pompously.
"'zat so?" Dae said, her eyes narrowing, "I have a funny feeling that I'm not at the fair anymore. Who are you people and what do you plan to do with me? My family doesn't have enough money to pay a ransom."
"We do not wish a ransom. We are with Starfleet and are attempting to discover your origins." Pointy-ears said.
"…" Dae said, "W-h-a-t?" Then the room started spinning and she lost all consciousness.
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"She seems to be from the past. Her metabolism is totally different than anything that they have had since First Contact. I don't understand it, Jim."
She heard another voice. It wasn't one of the two she had heard earlier and hoped that she had been dreaming her earlier experience. Then she heard one of the voices from earlier, Pointy-ears.
"From her clothing, I deduct that she is from early 21st century Earth, North America." He said.
"Well, how did she get here?" golden-boy asked.
"I don't know!" Dae sat up suddenly and fell off the bed once again, "I was just at the fair and that's the last I remember! I think I must of went nuts!"
"It would be prudent to discontinue falling off the bed." Pointy-ears said as she sat up and rubbed her head.
"What am I, stupid?" Dae snapped at him, jumping to her feet, "I don't mean to do it, idiot, it just happens." She winced as she felt the small cut on her forehead.
"Bones." Golden-boy said. The other man walked over and took hold of Dae's chin, holding a small pen-shaped thing to her cut.
"What are you doing, you weirdo?" Dae said, smacking his hands and backing away.
"I was trying to heal your cut." The other man said, as if he were overly exasperated. Dae tried to hold back a smile.
"Kidnapper or no, I think I like you." Dae said, finally bursting out into a grin. She hopped up onto the bed, "Don't worry about it, dude. I heal fast. It's not that bad."
"Perhaps now would be a good time to discover information, Captain." Pointy-ears said. Golden boy walked over to Dae.
"Maybe you're right, Spock. We should discover all we can about this girl, but wouldn't it be best if we first introduced ourselves, so as not to frighten her?" He said.
"Perhaps that would be wise." Pointy-ears said.
"So introduce yourselves already!" Dae said, getting pretty exasperated herself.
"I am Captain James Tiberius Kirk of the starship Enterprise." He said, "This is my first officer, Commander Spock." He gestured to pointy-ears.
"And I'm Leonard McCoy." the other man said, "I'm the ship's surgeon and jack-of-all-trades." They waited for a moment, before Dae finally gave up.
"I'm Daeneria Meredith Jones. I'm a student in college. I'm trying to be an artist." She sighed. Well, telling them that wouldn't hurt, right?
"Could you tell us more about yourself? We want to know everything about you that is possible." The Captain man said.
"Sure. Why not?" Dae yielded, "I am twenty-one years old. I have seven younger siblings, all of which are in school right now. I live on a farm in the middle of the wilderness of Oregon. My family has a farm, which I've lived on all my life. We have a lot of animals. I like to read and write, but mostly I like to draw. Umm…. What else do you want to know?"
"What year is the last year that you recall?" Spock asked.
"2002, why?" Dae said, getting kind of nervous.
"It is nearly four hundred years in the future from when you last remember." Spock said, emotionless.
"Four……hundred……years?" Dae said, leaning against the wall. It was too much to take in. She sat there in shock for a moment, until the doctor guy spoke.
"Spock, you can't just hand her a piece of information that large and expect her to swallow it whole!" He said.
"I do not expect her to 'swallow' the information, Doctor." Spock said.
They quarreled for a few moments, as Dae watched, not really watching. Then she made up her mind.
"Hey, guys?"
They all turned to look at her.
"I've decided." She stood up on the bed, "I'm going to have the best time here that I can!" She jumped off the bed in a nearly gymnastic flip and grinned widely.
