Chapter One

"Typical...Just typical..." muttered Kirk under his breath as he sat along the side of the road on his motorbike; a police bike parked a few feet behind him with its lights on.

Kirk turned over his shoulder slightly to see the alien human hybrid checking his license for what felt like the hundredth time. Reaching up to his ear, he tapped his communications device on and said quietly as he turned back around, "I think they are realizing something is off with my ID, Spock."

"I'm a Vulcan, Captain. Not a con artist," came the static sounding reply from the ear piece.

"I gathered that," sighed Kirk as he quickly put his hand by his side again as the officer came back over to him.

His ID was handed back to him followed by a few sentences in an alien language that Kirk didn't understand. He just nodded his head to what the officer was saying, hoping that that would suffice. Being Kirk, he got off lucky. He was soon tucking his ID away before giving one final nod towards the officer and zipping off down the road.

"All clear now, Spock," said Kirk as he touched his earpiece again; flying down the road again on his bike.

"That's good to hear, but I am regretting agreeing with you that you could do this mission alone."

"Spock, I'm fine. Besides, I needed someone to make sure that the Enterprise was alright while I was down here. We're in enemy territory."

"Right, Captain, I just..."

"Spock, stop. I'm fine. I'm blending in just fine. Getting caught for speeding is normal."

"Your definition of normal is strange to me, Captain."

Kirk smirked then, shaking his head as he took a left towards the heart of the city.

"I'm almost at the destination. I shall retrieve the file we need and then move to a location outside of town to get beamed back onto the ship. Is Scotty ready?"

"He's standing by, Captain."

"How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?"

"It's one thing to call someone by their name outside of work, but in the professional realm, one should be addressed by their title out of respect."

"You need to break traditions once in a while, Spock," said Kirk as he slowed down for a moment to let pedestrians cross the street.

Looking about him, the buildings were towering above him; their points piercing the orange white clouds overhead. The air felt stale and was still as if there hadn't been wind here for quite a while. All of the inhabitants of this planet didn't seem bothered by it though. Looking the same as the alien human hybrid officer he had just encountered, they were all walking towards a marketplace of some sort that was housed in a circle of stones in the center of town. As Kirk sat on his bike and waited for all the pedestrians to cross the street to move towards the center of town, he could feel the sweat pooling on his uniform.

"I miss the air condition aboard the Enterprise right now," said Kirk as he tapped the communication piece in his ear again.

Before Spock could reply, the officer that had stopped Kirk earlier was speeding towards him with its sirens on. Kirk turned slightly sideways to watched the officer's approach. Tapping his ear piece he said to Spock, "I've got the cop on my tail again."

An electronic billboard on the side of one of the buildings nearby suddenly switched its picture. This time instead of being some sort of food advertisement, a wanted poster with Kirk's face on it showed up.

"Looks like I'm gonna have to run from the law, Spock," said Kirk as he turned to rev up his motorbike. If he was caught here while trying to act on behalf of Star Fleet, he'd find himself in hot water when he returned.

"Captain, what are you doing? What is going on?"

Kirk couldn't answer Spock right then as he maneuvered the bike onto a cleared sidewalk nearby, racing down it as fast he could. Shouts came from behind him as the sirens of the police bike blared out into the otherwise silent air. Kirk wove the bike around pedestrians as they let out small screams and lept out of the way. Kirk dared to reach a hand up to tap his com device as he said, "An idea would be nice right about now, Spock. I have a cop chasing me."

"Abort the mission and get back to the location we established at the beginning of this operation. I'll have Scotty beam you back on board the ship.

"But we need the file to complete this mission."

"The mission will be blown if you get caught, Captain..."

"Kirk. Start calling me Kirk, Spock…." said Kirk as he dodged the pedestrians with ease.

"The mission will be blown if you get caught," repeated Spock before adding on, "Kirk."

"Better..."

Kirk cursed then as his tire was suddenly shot at by the officer chasing him. He could feel the flat tire of the bike cause the bike to slip down onto its side and moved to jump sideways off it. He landed on his side on the sidewalk as his bike crashed right through the middle of some sort of fruit stand. Without meaning to, he had lead the chase right into the heart of town. Not waiting too long to take a course of action, Kirk was soon stumbling to his feet and running on foot through the pedestrians in an attempt to blend in and lose the officer.

"Beam me up!" yelled Kirk as more startled shouts surrounded him as he pushed through the foot traffic milling about, muttering out apologies as he did. He turned over his shoulder once to see that the officer was in hot pursuit before saying again, "Beam me up!"

"We can't do that. The town is covered by a deflector shield of sorts that makes locking on to you impossible."

"Well, do something! Don't just stand there." Kirk jumped up onto a crate nearby and used the lift to clamber up onto a low roof nearby. He started running across the rooftops in front of him as the officer started shooting at him again.

"I shall send a rescue team down to retrieve you, Cap-"

Kirk had at first thought that the cut off word had meant that Spock had realized his mistake and was going to correct it by calling him Kirk instead. When he didn't reply though, he immediately started to worry.

"Spock, what is it? Talk to me."

"The planet is moving, Captain."

"Something tells me that you mean more than just the fact that it orbits..." said Kirk slowly then as a shot whizzed past his head. Or so he thought. He soon found his limbs getting heavier; slouching down onto his knees on the roof as his head spun. "Spock..."

"Captain?"

Kirk couldn't answer; his eyes soon rolling into the back of his head as he passed out on the rooftop from the shot. The officer was soon clambering up onto the roof after Kirk, bending as he heard static in Kirk's ear. He quickly retrieved the earpiece and crushed it between his forefinger and thumb with a smirk. Without another word, the officer placed handcuffs on Kirk and proceeded to pick his unconscious form up and carry it away to a prison far below. To the officer, he was told he had captured an escaped prisoner when in fact he was only a pawn in a much different game.