AN': New story, just saw star trek into darkness, and had this idea in me for a while-tell me if I should continue. All rights go to whoever owns startrek...

Star Trek: Reaching Destiny

Chapter One: Simulation

The cadets had stood in silence, ordered to do so. They were in Starfleet Command Head Quarters, listening to the trial at hand. All races belonging to the Federation were present, from Humans to Vulcans and even the few Borg. They were witnessing something that would be on the minds of many for gossip and other members of the academy were being assessed by the Senior members of Starfleet Command.

One was a doctor, a human with dark arburn hair worn down, who is said to have the snarky and stubborn personailty of her father. She was exactly five feet ten inches, with long legs and olive skin. She stood there with her head held high and her brown eyes sparkling with irritation. This doctor was the daughter of a very famous man. He had been on the Starship Enterprise. This woman, she, might this narrator tell you, is not the best for a diplomatic mission.

But she could heal pretty damn well. That's what mattered when a crew member was hurt, dying. Her personality shown at times in the MedBay, and even now. For she was pissed.

"You just can't let me tend to anyone who needs to heal!" Kelly McCoy snarled, directing her statement to the blonde boy across from her.

"A enemy is an enemy! klingons aren't allowed on a starfleet ship! They will infiltrate-" The blonde lieutenant responded with as much anger as the doctor, frustrated that this simulation was faltering.

This blonde had a name of course, and like all of the cadets at the table, all had famous parents. He, however, was cocky and as troublesome as his father. His ego was getting the better at this point, his blue eyes flame like. He rambled on, as a Kirk does when is angry. His name was none other than David Kirk. Son of James Tiberius Kirk, and Carol Marcus of the Enterprise. He was a splitting image of his father when he was younger, which was no surprise that he flirted with every female in sight. All kirks did, so it was a tradition, perhaps. Rather, a bad habit, if one can agree.

Other humans stood, wondering where they could interject to save them from failing this, again. A brother and sister, both highly different from each other. The brother was specialized in communications, he knew every language, with dark black hair, brown eyes, and tan skin. He was like a whip, with a firecracker personality. he was much like his mother, Uhura. His name was Chris. He was tall, for being six feet and limber. at least, for a human. The sister had specialized in Tatical, for she knew how to piolt from her father. She looked like him, acted like him, and yet there were times that she got pissed. This was one, for Rinoa Yuna Sulu was someone you never wanted pissed off at you, ever. Her black hair and olive skin where much like Kelly's, although she was more conservative. she was shorter that the rest in the group, about five feet two inches.

Chekov's son had also taken after his father, for his accent and humbleness were alike. He had cream skin and bown cropped hair. He was a good cadet, specializing in Tatical as well. He was staring at the engineer specialist, for her scottish accent was a breathe of fresh air for the group.

"They won't get to the warp core, that's for sure." Jade said, her fair blonde hair and green eyes matched in intensity. Her father was Scotty, for that accent was from him, and her wit filled reply as well. As the simulation dragged on, the senior members took notes, one even shook his head. For everyones attention was not on the humans, but on the Vulcans in the group.

At least, looked like Vulcans. For both of them were half human as well. One, the male, had stark black hair that was gelled back to appear like spikes, stray pieces were tucked behind his pointed ears. His eyes were dark as well, black as coal. his expression conveyed no emotions whatsoever, for Vulcans had no emotion. He was like his father in that regard, and had specialized in Science, as his father once did. He was limber and well built, he could hold up his own in a fight. Rumors say that his wisdom is match by his combat abilities. His father was none other than Ambassador Spock.

"That is illogical." His soft voice, like always, expressionless. For Jason was much like his father, for he could not control his thoughts.

"What the Hell, Pointy Ears! Now is not the time for logic!" David Kirk snarled, pounding his fist on the table. Jason glared back, for their rivalry was only just beginning.

"You expect an emotional response from both Vulcans present? Kirk, this is not for now." The other Vulcan had spoken, her voice logical and calm. The audience gasped, started to whisper, for Savikk's daughter, one of the best cadets, had just spoken.

Savikk had a child with a human by the name of Admiral Harrison Fang. Zara Fang was only 22, and was one of the most feared and respected people in the room. She had specialized in Science and then came back to also specialize in Command. She was fierce, logical, brave, confident and beautiful. Her hair, sleek black with blue highlights, wavy and reached to her waist. Zara wore it down, tucked behind her pointed ears. Her cream skin and sapphire blue eyes complemented each other, for her body was slender, slim and durable, with long legs and nimble fingers. She never wanted a romance, for it was illogical.

But, with what she was thinking of, feeling of a certain someone, her human side wasn't helping.

She continued, "If you remember one thing, Kirk, the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few." Zara stood, for the simulation had ended. Her eyes met Jason's who just stared at her with a hardened look in his eyes.

That Night...

Kelly, Rinoa, Jade and Zara were dressing for the Starfleet Gala, for where their fates were to be decided. It was awkward with a Vulcan in the group, because of a Vulcan's almost always emotionless response to everything. The attire was cocktail, to Zara's unwillingness. David would try to land in a bed with them tonight, but it wasn't going to work. For they were all still angry at him, at least, the humans.

"Kirk is a jackass! Like, what the hell! I was just trying to do my job as a doctor." kelly fumed, her one shouldered dress looking pretty on her. It was ankle length, black with sequins. flashy, so not like anyone else's preference.

Rinoa sat on Zara's cot, the grey sheets uniform, the room neat except for the chaos on her desk. Putting her earrings in, she replied, "Flesh, Kirks like that, you're not the only one pissed at him." Rinoa wore a dark purple dress that was mermaid style. It had straps, but otherwise, was bare.

The bathroom door slid open at that point, with Jade coming out in a dark green long sleeved dress, that barely reached her knees. She could pull it off though, as the others could not.

"Zara, state your damn mind for crying out loud! You're not speaking to a bullet, hitting another bullet, riding with a horse!" Jade Groaned, for Zara came out of the bathroom next.

Rinoa and Flesh were stunned by the Vulcan's beauty. For sure, she was the subject of many males, but in a dress? Zara was wearing a gown. Pure silver silk, it had a liquid sheen to it. The dress had a small train, and it contorted and formed to her curves on her body. The off the shoulder sleeves showed the contrast between her cream skin and the dress. Zara spun slowly in a circle, showing her bare back down to her waist.

"Permission to express my opinion on this manner." She asked, a smile playing at her lips, her blue eyes sparkling with passion.

"For all of scotland, granted commander!" Jade said, exasperated. They were ready to leave for the gala, and to reach their destinies.

"Make sure the boys bleed a bit, for logic dictates that mate selection happens when they are tempted." She was fully grinning now, for a little revenge could help morale.

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