Summary: While investigating an abandoned black stone, the crew is suddenly in the path of an extremely dangerous alien life form, which has possessed the Captain.
Note to reader: Little here, this fanfic may contain some fowl language, in the purpose of character development. Some violence for the purpose of the story itself. This is a little Halloween story, from me to you. Please review.
Boogiemen Of Alpha Ten A Halloween Story By: SCLittleSara Chapter Four
'What has happened? OH GOD, WHAT HAS HAPPENED!' Hoshi's mind was screaming at her. After her door slid shut she still didn't feel safe. 'Was she dreaming?' She ran into her bathroom, like a woman on fire. She turned the shower faucet on cold and glided in. If she was dreaming, it was time to wake up.
Her uniform was sticking to her terribly, so she relieved herself of it. The freezing water felt like needles to her skin, but it made reality real to her again. Though the water was almost unbearable, Hoshi felt better. The water reinforce that Hoshi was now in her own room, in her shower, alone.
'Alright, enough.' It was way too cold now. She turned the water to about 80'degrees. It was hot, but it felt boiling and good. She could think now. 'He isn't the Captain. But I can call Phlox and explain the situation and he and Tpol can do something. Yah, they will know what to do. Hell, Phlox probably had witnessed creatures like this before. His birthday is coming up and he told me he was turning 302.'
Yet, little did she know that the being inside the Captain was far more intellectually advanced and far more superior in mind and body. He knew where she was and what she was thinking at that moment. And this disturbed him. He mustn't let her interfere. The black in his eyes began to bleed into the whites and the black in his veins returned. He ran down the corridor almost knocking three crewmen over, just to get to her door. It would be in a matter of seconds.
'God, this feels good.' She had been wanting to wash her hair with Phlox's new medicated shampoo. It wouldn't make it as dry and tangled. Phlox should go into-'
A strangle tinkle sound came from the room, like someone accessing entrance to her quarters. Then she heard the growl. It reminded her of the grows in that stupid movie Travis introduce to the crew on movie night, Cujo. But this sound was a little different, it had a more screeching tone, but from a deep voice, like inside of a tunnel under water.
She turned off the faucet. She could now here footsteps outside the bathroom door.
Chills creped up her back and arms. The footsteps had stopped, as if whatever outside of that door was waiting for her.
Like a tiger ready to pounce, he waited. But patience was not a quality found in his species. They were called the Qu'tlome, which meant demon or wasp in other languages. They were ancient beings and as dangerous as dynamite near an open flame, with a temper to match a thousand klingons. And the female was taking too long.
'OH GOD, HES OUT THERE!' The cold water drops were freezing her skin and fear was freezing her soul. She was still in the round shower stall, she just didn't have any strength to leave it. Then the door of the bathroom slid open. She heard it slide open and then close. She was facing the faucet, she didn't want to turn around, 'Oh God, please, I can't turn around and see those eyes again.'
She didn't have to turn around or even leave the stall, because he was in the slippery prison before she could bat an eyelash.
-TBC-
