"Jim! Wait!" Sarah yelled, out of breath, ignoring the crowd populating the hall that were staring at her. Jim Kirk snapped his head around as he didn't notice her running after him."Lieutenant Jokinsa, why are you running after me?" He asked. "Sir, there has been a breach in the fabric of space. Such a phenomenon could suggest any sort of molecular structure may come through the breach from any part of time and space.''
Meanwhile, somewhere in the southern hemisphere... Date:26/7/2014.
"SAM!" Lillian yelled. "SAMANTHA!",Once again, no response. She barged into Sam's room only to find that past the doorway the whole room was just a major distortion field. She had been feeling immensely bold today so she stepped into the distortion field. Lillian Jantago had no idea how much that tiny decision would change her life.
Lillian had felt the most unpleasant experience of having her molecules scattered around the galaxies and brought back together. She almost jumped out of her skin when she felt something warm, soft and surprisingly comfortable. A man that was slightly older than her looked very surprised. "Uhhhh... Keptin, there appears to be, if my eyes a not deceiwing me, a semi-naked girl sitting upon your lap...And she looks sort of, Uhhhh, Green?!" Lillian immediately looked down to see that she only had underpants on (thank god she did not have breasts like all the other girls in her class).
"WAH! How did I get here, and most of all, five seconds ago I was fully clothed! Actually, now that I notice it, I think I'm going to be sick!"The man underneath her quickly scooped her up and speed-walked into the turbo-lift. "Bones! This one turned up in my lap while I was on duty and she thinks she is going to be sick." the rather good looking man in a gold shirt told the blue shirted guy he obviously nicknamed Bones. "Where did she come from?" Bones questioned the gold shirted man. "no clue, I was hoping that you could scan her to get some idea." he replied.
"Jim, look at her DNA signature, it's old, really old." Bones called. The gold shirted one he called 'Jim' walked over and his eyes almost came out of their sockets."She's three-hundred!" Jim exclaimed."Either that or all of my tricorders are malfunctioning." Bone replied.