Forgotten Time

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"Battle stations." The words echoed across the torn and defeated starship, inciting endless fear within the crew. Fallen bulkheads and support beams lay across the blackened bridge. The first officer's chair lay near the con, lying under a beam. Many of the usual flashing panels sparked rhythmically from the holes that were torn out. Several crewmen lay dead on the floor; their eyes glazed over, looks of horror painted on their now cold faces. Flashes of fear, death, destruction flashed across the eyes of the starship's inhabitants; except for one. Janeway. Courage, determination, pride, duty, all these factors suppressed the blindness fear, perpetuating a sense of calm. The ship's captain knew the odds were slim of her friends, family, coming out of this alive. At least… what's left of them.


Two Weeks Earlier

"Coffee, black."

The yellow shimmer and repetitive humming sound filled the room as the replicator 'replicated' the captain's lifeline. Many days she pondered if she could function without the life giving substance. Slurp. Slurp. Slurp. The captain's functionality was somewhat dimmed in the early morning as Kathryn Janeway tried to wake up. Distorted circles of black coloration pasted themselves under the Captain's eyes.

"Ugh, I don't have time for you." Came the cryptic response to the lifeless pigments of skin.

Grabbing a replicated uniform out of her closet, she attempted to get dressed while gulping down the scolding hot coffee. 'Damn! Wrong leg. Why does this have to be the only day I forget to set my alarm!' After sorting through the two leg holes and finishing off the coffee, Kathryn headed out confidant of her day. The current area of space, which Voyager was passing through, was relatively quiet, consisting of many uninhabited M class planets. For once, engineering was relaxing from fixing damaged or malfunctioning systems, the computer was working at 100 efficency, there was an almost endless foodin this par-sectforour supplies, and no hostilities.

"Things are looking up!" the Captain said out loud to herself.

Hissing filled her ears as the turbolift doors opened.

"Bridge."


A/N The end of the first chapter! I know, this one was short, but I promise you, they will get MUCH longer! By Chapter 6 or 7 I hope to be passing500 KB.It may take some time to post future chapters, but that is because they will take time to write. This trend will begin with Chapter 3. PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW! Unless you're a fellow author, you have no idea how much reviews can get a story going. It jump starts the author and gets them motivated to either improve their work or continue their success. I appreciate all types of reviews, good or bad!This storyWILL be long!I personally hate readingstories thathave an excellent plot butend after 2 short chapters and 1 long chapter. I will not mention any stories I know like this, but they exist here on this site.Just a little of info:

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