Disclaimer: ...well I'm not masashi kishimoto so...I don't own naruto. I'm not gene Roddenberry either. So I dun own star trek.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BE-
SLAM, went commander Sarah Holland's hand onto the beeping alarm clock. She groaned. Rubbing her pale blue eyes sleepily. It was six AM. And she HATED waking up early with a PASSION. But being commander of the ship's security she had to. Upon looking at her most people wouldn't assume her to have such a job. She was small, thin, and rather innocent looking. Though it was that same underestimating that gave her an edge in fights. She pulled on her red uniform dress and boots. Pulling her brown hair into a loose braid that came halfway down her back, she stumbled downstairs to the cafeteria for some breakfast with her friends
"morning Rachel" she mumbled. Setting down her tray of a fried egg sandwich and coffee.
"morning" Rachel Webster. Her best friend. And damn good pilot, chirped.
"ladies" the captain. James. T. Kirk said. Sitting down
"Jim" they acknowledged the presence of their friend and boss. Sarah yawned slightly.
"so. What's on the agenda for today Jim?" she asked. Looking up tiredly
"well we'll be escorting several criminals from their planet to a nearby jail on a neighboring planet. You're going to be needed to make sure there's no funny business in the transporter room when their beamed up" he explained. Sarah shrugged
"shouldn't be too hard. So what. They Klingons?"
"of course. What else lately?" he sighed. It was true. So many Klingons had been arrested lately and now it was their job to get them to the prison they'd be staying at. She nodded
"when we getting there?" she asked
"a few minutes." he replied.
"ah. I should get down there huh?"
"...probably"
"later Rachel. See you captain" she waved. Running to the elevator, she nearly smacked head first into the ships first officer. Mr. Spock
"sorry sir, headed to the transporter room" she explained. Hurriedly glancing at the clock. He gave a slight smirk
"late again commander?" he asked
"not yet. But I might be soon" she laughed as she brushed past him, into the elevator
"I won't keep you then" he quipped. Making note of something on the PAD he carried. She pushed the button and gave a slight wave
"see you commander space elf" she said. Smirking at his irritated expression as the doors closed and the elevator took her to the transporter room. She walked out
"hey Scotty. Mind if I use the comms unit here?" she said. Walking out
"mornin Sarah. Go ahead ill be beamin then up soon" Scotty replied. She walked over
"could unit A of security meet me in the transporter room ASAP please?" she said. Before turning to Scotty
"how's it going?" she asked boredly
"can't complain. Yourself?"
"eh not really a morning person. I'll tell you when I wake up" she replied with a chuckle. A few moments later a group of ten or so men came unto the transporter room
"gentlemen" she greeted as they stood on attention "at ease" she told them with a smirk.
"they're commin in now commander" came scottys voice. She nodded to her men. Who drew their weapons. Phasers set to stun. As eight figures began to shimmer into place.
"...those aren't klingons, are they commander?" Scotty asked. Stunned. Sarah shook her head
"no...get me the comms unit Scotty?" she asked as Scotty passed her the unit
"Jim?" she asked as the people began to look around confusedly
"what's the problem commander?" asked captain Kirk
"alright sir. You're never going to believe this"
"believe what?"
"there are ninjas on the enterprise"
