Author's Note: Hi everyone :) ! This is my first ever Fan Fiction. I'm writing this purely for my own enjoyment and if you like it too, well bonus! This is a crazy three way crossover fiction between The Phantom Stallion, Twilight and Star Trek: The Next Generation. However, it really on uses concepts from Twilight and makes references to Star Trek: TNG and some of its characters, so it's mostly Phantom Stallion based. This story is Jake Ely Centric and written from his POV.

Reviews are always welcome but please no flames. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated, but please be polite and nice about it. Speaking of reviews, if your gonna get upset/annoyed/etc. over this particular crossover combination, then don't read this story and don't review telling me how you don't like the combination. Now with all that outta the way, I hope you enjoy my bizarre and crazy story. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom Stallion, Twilight or Star Trek: The Next Generation etc. etc.


Traveling Backwards

Chapter 1:

I held the hand of the girl I loved more than life itself with my eyebrows raised, asking her permission. She stared back at me totally dumbfounded for a moment before squeezing my hand to indicate her approval. I froze. This was not right. Looking around myself I remembered the bonfire at Riverbend Ranch we'd had to celebrate New Year's. I then remembered that Kit, my eldest brother who had recently accepted a job to work on a horse ranch in Hawaii with his friend Pani, had just called out my name. That was not the strange part, however. The strange part was the fact that I knew exactly what Kit wanted to talk to me about. I also could easily remember going off to college, coming home again, proclaiming my love for the girl whose hand I was currently holding and later marrying her, as well as a million other events that had not yet taken place at this point in my life. Emphasizing the fact that I can REMEMBER these things and am not just fantasizing about them.

"Jake, are you ok?" the girl I loved oh-so dearly questioned with a concerned look upon her breathtakingly gorgeous face. Apparently I had waited too long to walk over to my brother and then I realised that my brow had furrowed in confusion.

"Um … I'm not sure Sam," I responded slowly and only just above a whisper. Yes, the girl I am madly in love with is Samantha Anne Forster, my best friend since the day she was born and my wife of 358 years, or at least she would be.

Sam looked at me worriedly, "What do mean? What's wrong Jake?"

"This isn't right," I responded in a whisper, "I'm not supposed to be here. I was on the Enterprise only a moment ago." She looked at me as if I had spontaneously just grown another two heads and asked somewhat loudly, "You were on the what?" Then I realised there was even more wrong with this situation. I studied Sam intensely, even when she began to shift uncomfortably under my stare. It was still the same Sam I'd known all my life and loved with every cell of my being, but she looked different. She was a good four years younger than I remembered; had slightly tanned skin from working and riding long days in the scorching Nevada sun; her hair cupped her face instead of rolling gracefully down to an inch below her shoulders; and her eyes were the same brown colour they had been when she was human. Human. And that's when everything clicked.


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