Once again I have created my own character and injected them into the Star Trek Universe. I regret nothing. Chapters will be labeled individually for triggers/warnings (I haven't thought too far ahead for this story).
One trigger will be a theme—SLAVERY. If that bothers you, you may want to find another story to peruse. Sorry :(
Chapter 1
We race through the trees and then cower in the tall underbrush.
"I WANT THEM DEAD!" He screams. "KILL THEM ALL!"
"I'm scared, Meira." My sister, Roni, whispers and I hug her close to me.
"Shhh," I breath. "Stay quiet." My voice no louder than a whisper.
"I want to go home," She continues and I hug her still tighter.
Be quiet! Please! If you keep talking, they'll find us! I think furiously. Call it the universe, call it God, or fate, but she stayed silent even as they combed through the grass with their long barreled phasers. Even while they screamed their hatred and their boots stomped all around us.
She stayed silent. Small tears burned down her cheeks and soaked the front of my shirt and I can feel her trembling with fear, but I dared not reassure her lest they hear and come running. Hours grew into eternities and the sun gave way to run. Loud, booming thunder screamed at us vengefully and the sky attacked us with bullet-like rain and hail. But, despite all this, we made no sound. Our pursuers, weary and disheartened, gave up the chase. We watched as they trudged away through the mist and vanished among the trees.
I waited and hour. An then two. When all seemed safe, we ventured from our hiding place. We had made it another day.
…
"I'm cold," she complains as I carry her towards are tiny, concealed forest home.
"Oh, shut up." I smirk to let her know that I'm joking, "When I want your opinion, I'll give it to you. What's de matter with yous?" I say the last part in an Italian accent and she giggles
"Here," I set her down and she looks up at me. "You go on home, and I'll try to catch our dinner." And by "catch" I meant steal: a capital crime. I continue: "Does that sound good, kiddo? Some nice, warm bread? Some fruit? Hm? How does that sound?"
"Alright." She agrees and then starts to skip away.
I watch her with my light grey eyes until she disappears from sight and then I wait a moment longer, listening, just in case.
Then, then I'm stalking through the forest and running its forbidden trails. I race soundlessly past the dark, thorny vines and the hidden eyes that I know are watching.
And then, I'm there. It would have been better if I had never bothered to leave my home. But I did.
I did.
And then it all fell apart. And it was all my fault.