Confused with the Gods
A/N: I wrote this a few years ago when Star Trek Enterprise was at the height of its popularity, back in 2004. I finished writing after a few months but never actually got around to typing up the whole thing. This summer, five years later, I've decided to take the time to locate the notebook I wrote it in, do some basic editing, and publish the rest. I don't expect to get many reviews, but if you're reading this, reviews are appreciated.
Disclaimer: Obviously Enterprise doesn't belong to me. If it did I probably wouldn't have procrastinated it on so much.
Ch 1 Aratoamin and A'maelamin
Captain Jonathan Archer stared down at the beautiful green and blue world. Small lights and lakes dotted the single large continent.
"It's definitely an M-class," Travis said from his position at navigation.
"The population is humanoid and there are two main languages, one for the continent and a less used one for the small islands. Their technology seems high enough for contact," Hoshi said.
"Well, then, let's hail them," Archer commanded.
Hoshi was about to comply, but a beeping sound came from her computer.
"Sir, we're being hailed from the surface." She looked to him for instructions.
"Put them through," he said.
A man appeared on the viewscreen. There were blue markings on his kindly face and he wore bright loose clothing.
"I'm sorry to intrude on you," he said smiling. "But, we noticed you floating around up there and wondered what you were up to."
"We were just about to contact you. I'm Captain Jonathan Archer of the starship Enterprise."
"Ah, well, I'm Kolar. I deal with travelers. So, where are you from? I don't believe I've ever seen you before," the man returned.
"We're human, from Earth. We're on a mission of exploration," Archer replied.
"Exploration, eh? Well, you're more than welcome to come down and visit us," Kolar said, jovially.
"We'll be right down," the captain responded.
"Wonderful! I'll be waiting. Bring down as many as you would like." Kolar smiled and the viewscreen blinked off.
"It's nice to see a friendly face, for once," Archer commented, getting up. "Trip, T'pol, Hoshi and Travis, why don't you come along. Meet me in the docking bay in half an hour."
Twenty-three minutes later, the five of them took off, heading down for the planet below.
"I check out the weather down there and it's gorgeous. It's sunny, warm, and just about perfect," Trip commented.
"We couldn't ask for better," Archer said.
"I bet even you'll like it, T'pol." Trip grinned at the Vulcan science officer.
When they landed a small crowd had gathered. All of the people wore brightly-colored, loose clothing and they all had markings on their faces, but the marks were all different shapes and colors.
Captain Archer stepped out first, then Hoshi and Travis, then Commander Tucker and T'pol.
"Feels just like a beautiful, late spring day," Trip said, happily.
"Welcome! Welcome!" Kolar called joyfully, stepping out of his office. He came up and clapped a tan hand on Archer's shoulder in greeting.
"Hello," the captain gasped, having just had the breath knocked out of him. Kolar was stronger than he looked.
"This is Travis our navigation officer and Hoshi, our linguistics and communications officer."
Kolar clapped each of them on the shoulder, a bit more gently, having noticed the captain's reaction. Then, he bowed and pressed his forehead to Hoshi's hand. Hoshi smiled, blushing.
"And, this is Trip, our engineer, and T'pol, our science officer."
Kolar straightened up, grinning, but when the pair had made it to the front his jaw dropped. The crowd fell silent, then started whispering among themselves.
Trip glanced over at T'pol, then at Kolar, looking utterly confused.
"Aratoamin and A'maelamin!" a woman in the crowd murmured.
"Is there a problem? The captain asked.
Kolar recovered himself and whispered, in a rather amazed voice, "They- they are Aratoamin and A'maelamin."
"What are you talkin' about?" Trip asked.
"Well, you two have the same appearances as our gods, Aratoamin and A'maelamin," Kolar explained. "Come, I'll show you." He led them down the street to the center of the town to a huge beautiful building covered in bright, colorful tiles and stained glass. He took them inside and led them to a large mosaic mural on the main wall.
Then, it was Trip's turn for a jaw drop. For the mural depicted two beings. One, a male had light skin, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and was wearing a navy blue outfit. He was facing the other being, a female, who was wearing a skin-fitting white outfit (much like what T'pol was wearing), had tan skin, short brown hair and eyes, and- pointed ears.
Surrounding the two figures were silver stars and graceful symbols of writing.
"Holy cow, they're us," Trip gasped.