A/N: So. It has been about two months since I've updated for this story. I know that I could probably go on a speel about how sorry I am and how I'll try to update sooner, but that would be contradicting, because I know already that updates will continue to be sporadic. I can only hope that some of you are still reading this. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, your comments and suggestions are well appreciated. I promise everyone that I AM NOT DONE WITH THIS STORY. I will attempt to update whenever possible. Sorry about the huge length of wait for the next update; here's the next chapter, please enjoy.

NOTE: MATURE SCENE. NOTHING TOO SERIOUS, BUT IF YOU ARE QUEASY ABOUT READING ANYTHING ABOUT SEX OR BONDAGE, I WOULD RECOMMEND YOU SKIP THE ITALIC PART IN THIS CHAPTER.

Previously...

Silence followed.

"Listen." I said a little softer after a while. "I'm not asking you to trust me one hundred percent, okay? I'm not sure I trust myself that much. I'm just...I'm begging you to please not rule me out as an intruder or an enemy. I would never willingly or voluntarily hurt anyone aboard this ship. Hell, I can't really even kill a fly!"

McCoy placed his glass carefully on his desk. "Hmph." he muttered, leaning back in his chair. "Fine. I don't trust you, kid. But I suppose it ain't fair to regard you as hostile. Yet."

I let out a deep breath of relief. "Thank you." I whispered, closing my eyes and placing a hand to my head.

Chapter Ten

What I really wanted to do was wander around the entire ship. However, I figured that I might run into Latevo again, an experience that was never pleasant. Instead, I went back to my quarters, flopped myself on my bed, and stared up at the ceiling.

It didn't make any sense why I was here. Why was stranger was how that portal appeared in the first place. As far as my my knowledge went, portals to other places, let alone parallel universes, didn't just pop up out of nowhere. Something or someone must have caused it.

I sighed, crossing my arms behind my head. "It could have been an accident." I muttered to myself. "Or it could have happened on purpose. Maybe someone meant for me to come onto the Enterprise. That seems much more likely than thinking this is all just chance."

For a starship, this place is pretty boring a lot of the time. I thought. Of course, I'm a "passenger", so it would be expected no one would let me do anything useful. Especially since a lot of people seem to distrust me.

My thoughts strayed to Captain Kirk. Something was amiss. He looked just as he had in the movie she'd seen - dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes. However, there seemed something harder about him - something that was rough and angry and bitter. There were a lot of possible explanations - the death of his father, a lacking mother, an abusive stepfather - but none of it seemed to add up at how cold his blue eyes sometimes seemed. Something was missing in the picture and I had no idea what it was.

I turned over onto my side. And then there was me. Everybody's favorite mystery. There was so little I knew about myself. I remembered nothing of what parents I had, friends, siblings if any, school...I knew nothing of my life but everything about the Enterprise. "Goes to show what kind of life I may have had." I chuckled quietly.

I lay there, thinking, the gears in my brain whirring as I tried to connect what little pieces of a very confusing puzzle I had. And none of the pieces seemed to fit.

All of a sudden, my body froze up. The air seemed to get sucked from my lungs. I let out a choked gasp as my vision swam and black dots darted over my eyesight. I clenched at the blankets on my bed, but my sense of feeling seemed to be numbing. Before I knew it, I was drowning in an airless vacuum of dark.

I gasped, opening my eyes. I was laying on a hard, cold surface. I tried to move my arms but to no avail - they were bound by a very painful rope that was attached to some kind of bar. I blinked, feeling a jolt of surprise and nervousness as I came to the conclusion that this must be a vision in the future - otherwise, I would be looking down on myself and not experiencing it. At least right away.

I tried to crane my neck upwards, glimpsing the back of someone tall and muscled. My eyes widened when I realized he was completely naked - bare butt and all the rest. The man turned. I gasped, seeing his disfigured face. A large, black scar ran up his cheek and across his eye, which bulged out slightly. Another, smaller scar ran across his other cheek. His hands, which were flexing slightly, seemed gnarled, but as the fingers splayed out, I decided to not underestimate them. They appeared to be strong, thick fingers.

The man had two small horns on top of his head, similar to a ram's horns except they were spiked along the edges. Tattoos of alien symbols I did not recognize covered his body. His skin seemed to burn with a reddish hue. As his lips twisted upwards, I was mortified to see pointed teeth bared at me.

"Let me go." I heard myself speak.

"Then that would take all the fun out of having you here." The man's voice contradicted his rough appearance. It was smooth, velvety, and soft. It held all the components of danger, however, and I really just wanted to get away. I struggled against my bonds in vain.

The man approached me, kneeling beside me on the floor. "Can you blame me for taking you?" he whispered, resting the tips of his fingers against the hem of my shirt.

"Don't touch me." I warned him through gritted teeth, violently struggling to free myself. The rope would not budge, however. The man merely chuckled as his fingers drifted up my chest to grip one of my breasts. "Don't!" I gasped as he squeezes, rubbing his thumb over my nipple.

"You are so beautiful. Not disfigured, like me." he almost cooed as he caressed my face with his other hand, toying with my lips. I was tempted to bite him, but he pulled his hand away - only to have it land on my crotch.

"Stop, please!" I shouted, feeling a sense of absolute terror envelop me. The man's hands did not hesitate in the slightest to unbutton my pants and pull down the zip. A hand then snaked into them and firmly pressed against my opening. "Please, don't..."

I was angry and scared. I felt utterly helpless and there was no one to save me.

"You could learn to love me." the man muttered, a glazed look in his eyes. To my utmost despair, his hand glided down my thighs, pulling down my pants. "I could make love to you. We could be happy. The Council would not mind. I have never seen a specimen like you."

I squeezed my eyes shut, my stomach rolling. A sob was forming in my throat and as the man pulled my legs apart and rubbed his hand against the thin cloth of my underwear, I could feel my eyes beginning to water. There was nothing I could do.

"You may call me Natarr." he murmured in my ear, just as his head descended and his rough, wet lips caught mine.

My eyes flashed open and I screamed, flinging blankets around myself. What the hell?! Never had I experienced anything as terrifying as that. "He was going to rape me." I breathed out loud, shoulders shaking and eyes still wide from what I had just witnessed. All that was in the future. My future. Apparently.

"Oh, god." What I wanted to do right now was curl up and forget I ever experienced that. I could not. Understanding that that was going to occur sometime in the future frightened me. "I didn't see all of it." I tried telling myself. "Maybe, at the last minute, someone will come in and rescue me."

I had serious doubts about that, however. There was the high probability that I would become this...Natarr's consort and never see Spock or any of the Enterprise crew again.

"And I was having such a good morning." I muttered, falling back onto to the bed.

A/N: I'm going to stop it there, primarily because I just need to update this story. I know, probably not at all like anything you guys were expecting, but there you have it. I like surprising people. Hope it wasn't too disturbing though. I know that whole flashback scene actually disturbed me and I had serious doubts about writing it. Oh well, I guess I did. :) Again, sorry for the super late update. Tell me what you thought of this chapter. Suggestions on where to go on are also welcome.