Nih by zealousgirl
Disclaimer: I write purely for the fun of it, as well as out of a sense of duty to at least try to contribute to that which gives me much enjoyment (ie reading fanfiction). Paramount currently owns Enterprise and all its characters.
Summary: Enterprise encounters an entity that becomes interested in the relationship between the human chief engineer and the Vulcan science officer.
Author's Note: This story is designed to stand on its own, and does not follow the timeline of any of my previous fanfictions. I was in a rather goofy mood when the idea for this appeared. It is supposed to be a bit silly (we all take ourselves too seriously most of the time, anyway). Please read, and hopefully enjoy.
Nih
CHAPTER 1
Omnipotent - the term that could most closely describe Nih, and yet was not exactly precise. For Nih could be in many places at once, but could never be everywhere. Nih could be as large as a nebula or as miniscule as an atom. Nih felt, saw, heard but rarely spoke. Unable to attain corporal form without assistance, Nih was neither 'he' nor 'she', and yet 'it' seemed an inappropriate pronoun since usually this signified non-sentience.
Nih originated from a great race of beings, who, over the years, had begun to fear the unknown. To avoid this uncertainty, they had decided to live in isolation, finding refuge at the edge of the ever-expanding universe.
However, curiosity was Nih's reason for being, and now for fleeing. Racing at speeds greater than that of light, Nih searched for something that would be amusing, and maybe even educational. Far from being xenophobic, Nih wished to locate a species that were explorers. They would also need to be self-sufficient and yet not so independent that they would not accept Nih's aid. For Nih, when required, would happily take on the role of linguist, scientist, artist, healer, soldier, and/or friend.
Nih had not encountered other intelligent beings in some time. It was in a usually uninhabited void of space, that Nih finally came upon 2 space- faring vessels of dramatically different design. Quickly scanning both ships' databanks, Nih attempted to learn as much as possible about the occupants, before initiating first contact.
The larger of the 2 vessels was a Vulcan cruiser named the T'Luk, with a complement of 312. Their databanks held much scientific and astronomical information. However, Nih was disappointed - the lack of cultural data and personal logs did not allow for much insight into the Vulcan way of life.
Nih's enthusiasm for his recent discovery returned upon completing the assessment of the 2nd vessel. Enterprise was smaller, and with fewer beings. They hailed from the planet Earth, and called themselves human. Fortunately, a barrage of literature, music, and personal logs gave Nih the desire to make Enterprise the place to sojourn and hopefully also to learn. . . .
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"We are being hailed, sir." Hoshi prepared to activate the view screen, anticipating that Captain Archer would not refuse a transmission from the Captain of the T'luk.
"Go ahead, Ensign." Archer moved to the center of the bridge, and smoothed the wrinkles in his uniform. "Good day, Captain Vonok. We are prepared to receive the transfer." Archer now smiled politely. "You are welcome to come aboard. I have asked the Chef to prepare a suitable meal."
The response was in the usual curt, and yet monotonous, tone. "Captain Archer. We will dock in 10 minutes. Then, we will depart immediately as we have more pressing affairs." The view screen returned to black.
"Great friends you got there, T'pol. Thought you said Cap'n Vonok was more cordial than the other Vulcan Captains?" Trip quipped from his station.
Archer turned to face his third in command, and responded with an all-to- familiar expression that read 'well at least I tried'. Meanwhile, T'pol merely raised an eyebrow, looking only momentarily in Trip's direction before returning her gaze to her console.
"Well, guess I should get down to the 'bay to meet 'n greet." Trip headed in the direction of the turbolift. "Coming, T'pol?"
Responding with only a slight nod, T'pol followed suit.
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A metallic thud signaled the arrival of the Vulcan shuttlepod. After ensuring that an adequate seal had been achieved, a crewman opened the hatch. Trip and T'pol had positioned themselves, such that they could witness the debarkation. T'pol held a PADD in her hand, reviewing the details it displayed. Neither spoke.
The first to step out of the pod was a lanky Vulcan Lieutenant. He only acknowledged T'pol and handed her a PADD. Trip smirked at the conspicuousness of his snub.
Expressionless, she read the information and then nodded. "We are prepared to receive."
With this, five humans stepped out. Each wore a blue Starfleet uniform. Upon seeing the 2 superior officers, they halted and stood at attention. The tension was palpable, as the new recruits were tentative with regards to their current assignment in deep space.
Trip smiled warmly, trying to alleviate some of the nervousness in the room. "Welcome, to the fastest ship in the fleet. I am the Chief Engineer, Commander Tucker. And this is our first officer, Subcommander T'pol."
The sight of the emotionless T'pol sent shivers down their spines, as her reputation at Starfleet Academy had preceded her. Because of their apprehension, all responded with feeble smiles.
T'pol remained oblivious to the discomfort that she instilled in these new recruits. "If you would now introduce yourselves, I will be able to direct you to your respective quarters. Your duty rosters will be waiting for you there."
Trip listened intently at the introductions, as he prided himself on his ability to remember names and faces. The one female was Ensign Cher Woodhouse, a recruit that he had agreed upon after reviewing her records from the School of Engineering at Starfleet Academy. The remaining males were all in other departments: Ensign Michael Walley, Ensign Ilia Grinkov, Crewman Scott Patterson, and Steward Ruben Montoya.
Upon completion of the formalities, and the departure of the Vulcan shuttlepod, the new members of Enterprise were lead out of the bay and to their quarters. Ensign Woodhouse, however, paused for a moment in the doorway, turned and looked back at the now sealed hatch. She shook off the notion that someone was there - the room behind her was now empty. . . .
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Nih had patiently waited for the launchbay doors to open and for the Vulcan shuttlepod to enter before squeezing through a tiny breach in the seal of the hatch. Nih had watched as the occupants of the pod disembarked, were greeted by a human and a Vulcan, and introduced themselves.
Of particular interest, Nih observed that both the humans and the Vulcans were bi-gendered, which was quite foreign to Nih. It was decided that this aspect of the races would be first explored.
Nih's zeal was intensifying. But how would Nih accomplish this feat?
The answer to this question came in the form of a petite red-headed human female. Nih was caught by surprise when she had turned to examine the presumably empty launchbay. Had she somehow sensed his presence? Nih would have to investigate this further. Maybe she could be useful. Nih followed, as Ensign Woodhouse headed towards her new living quarters.
TBC . . . .
Disclaimer: I write purely for the fun of it, as well as out of a sense of duty to at least try to contribute to that which gives me much enjoyment (ie reading fanfiction). Paramount currently owns Enterprise and all its characters.
Summary: Enterprise encounters an entity that becomes interested in the relationship between the human chief engineer and the Vulcan science officer.
Author's Note: This story is designed to stand on its own, and does not follow the timeline of any of my previous fanfictions. I was in a rather goofy mood when the idea for this appeared. It is supposed to be a bit silly (we all take ourselves too seriously most of the time, anyway). Please read, and hopefully enjoy.
Nih
CHAPTER 1
Omnipotent - the term that could most closely describe Nih, and yet was not exactly precise. For Nih could be in many places at once, but could never be everywhere. Nih could be as large as a nebula or as miniscule as an atom. Nih felt, saw, heard but rarely spoke. Unable to attain corporal form without assistance, Nih was neither 'he' nor 'she', and yet 'it' seemed an inappropriate pronoun since usually this signified non-sentience.
Nih originated from a great race of beings, who, over the years, had begun to fear the unknown. To avoid this uncertainty, they had decided to live in isolation, finding refuge at the edge of the ever-expanding universe.
However, curiosity was Nih's reason for being, and now for fleeing. Racing at speeds greater than that of light, Nih searched for something that would be amusing, and maybe even educational. Far from being xenophobic, Nih wished to locate a species that were explorers. They would also need to be self-sufficient and yet not so independent that they would not accept Nih's aid. For Nih, when required, would happily take on the role of linguist, scientist, artist, healer, soldier, and/or friend.
Nih had not encountered other intelligent beings in some time. It was in a usually uninhabited void of space, that Nih finally came upon 2 space- faring vessels of dramatically different design. Quickly scanning both ships' databanks, Nih attempted to learn as much as possible about the occupants, before initiating first contact.
The larger of the 2 vessels was a Vulcan cruiser named the T'Luk, with a complement of 312. Their databanks held much scientific and astronomical information. However, Nih was disappointed - the lack of cultural data and personal logs did not allow for much insight into the Vulcan way of life.
Nih's enthusiasm for his recent discovery returned upon completing the assessment of the 2nd vessel. Enterprise was smaller, and with fewer beings. They hailed from the planet Earth, and called themselves human. Fortunately, a barrage of literature, music, and personal logs gave Nih the desire to make Enterprise the place to sojourn and hopefully also to learn. . . .
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"We are being hailed, sir." Hoshi prepared to activate the view screen, anticipating that Captain Archer would not refuse a transmission from the Captain of the T'luk.
"Go ahead, Ensign." Archer moved to the center of the bridge, and smoothed the wrinkles in his uniform. "Good day, Captain Vonok. We are prepared to receive the transfer." Archer now smiled politely. "You are welcome to come aboard. I have asked the Chef to prepare a suitable meal."
The response was in the usual curt, and yet monotonous, tone. "Captain Archer. We will dock in 10 minutes. Then, we will depart immediately as we have more pressing affairs." The view screen returned to black.
"Great friends you got there, T'pol. Thought you said Cap'n Vonok was more cordial than the other Vulcan Captains?" Trip quipped from his station.
Archer turned to face his third in command, and responded with an all-to- familiar expression that read 'well at least I tried'. Meanwhile, T'pol merely raised an eyebrow, looking only momentarily in Trip's direction before returning her gaze to her console.
"Well, guess I should get down to the 'bay to meet 'n greet." Trip headed in the direction of the turbolift. "Coming, T'pol?"
Responding with only a slight nod, T'pol followed suit.
****************
A metallic thud signaled the arrival of the Vulcan shuttlepod. After ensuring that an adequate seal had been achieved, a crewman opened the hatch. Trip and T'pol had positioned themselves, such that they could witness the debarkation. T'pol held a PADD in her hand, reviewing the details it displayed. Neither spoke.
The first to step out of the pod was a lanky Vulcan Lieutenant. He only acknowledged T'pol and handed her a PADD. Trip smirked at the conspicuousness of his snub.
Expressionless, she read the information and then nodded. "We are prepared to receive."
With this, five humans stepped out. Each wore a blue Starfleet uniform. Upon seeing the 2 superior officers, they halted and stood at attention. The tension was palpable, as the new recruits were tentative with regards to their current assignment in deep space.
Trip smiled warmly, trying to alleviate some of the nervousness in the room. "Welcome, to the fastest ship in the fleet. I am the Chief Engineer, Commander Tucker. And this is our first officer, Subcommander T'pol."
The sight of the emotionless T'pol sent shivers down their spines, as her reputation at Starfleet Academy had preceded her. Because of their apprehension, all responded with feeble smiles.
T'pol remained oblivious to the discomfort that she instilled in these new recruits. "If you would now introduce yourselves, I will be able to direct you to your respective quarters. Your duty rosters will be waiting for you there."
Trip listened intently at the introductions, as he prided himself on his ability to remember names and faces. The one female was Ensign Cher Woodhouse, a recruit that he had agreed upon after reviewing her records from the School of Engineering at Starfleet Academy. The remaining males were all in other departments: Ensign Michael Walley, Ensign Ilia Grinkov, Crewman Scott Patterson, and Steward Ruben Montoya.
Upon completion of the formalities, and the departure of the Vulcan shuttlepod, the new members of Enterprise were lead out of the bay and to their quarters. Ensign Woodhouse, however, paused for a moment in the doorway, turned and looked back at the now sealed hatch. She shook off the notion that someone was there - the room behind her was now empty. . . .
***************
Nih had patiently waited for the launchbay doors to open and for the Vulcan shuttlepod to enter before squeezing through a tiny breach in the seal of the hatch. Nih had watched as the occupants of the pod disembarked, were greeted by a human and a Vulcan, and introduced themselves.
Of particular interest, Nih observed that both the humans and the Vulcans were bi-gendered, which was quite foreign to Nih. It was decided that this aspect of the races would be first explored.
Nih's zeal was intensifying. But how would Nih accomplish this feat?
The answer to this question came in the form of a petite red-headed human female. Nih was caught by surprise when she had turned to examine the presumably empty launchbay. Had she somehow sensed his presence? Nih would have to investigate this further. Maybe she could be useful. Nih followed, as Ensign Woodhouse headed towards her new living quarters.
TBC . . . .