Author : sKiTzO sTaRbUcK ( aka sKiTzO sHy VioLeT )
Rating : PG 13
Summary : Something's gone terribly wrong w. Voyager's timeline and it's up to a member of Voyager's future to fix it... But she falls in love in the process... With Captain Janeway.
Disclaimer : I keep forgetting to add these... Well, unless it's in the originals section no character in any of my fanfics belong to me, just like this one... Well, actually... T'Perra and the rest of the future Voyager generation ( save Naomi and Icheb ) belong to me. Their parents, however, don't, unless said otherwise :) Yep this is getting too long for me....
Author's Note : This is the third draft of this fic. Both previous versions... How you say... Blowed! Haha. This one isn't terrific, but it's a vast improvement. The first draft of this fic was known as "Ten Things I Love About You"
Now... Finally... On with the fic!!
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Perry sat back in her chair, sipping her wine and reveling in the feel of the fire upon her skin. Thanking modern technology and closing her eyes almost completely she watched the room become blurry.
"Perry?" Janice spoke up almost nervously and looked at the woman in front of her. The Second First Officer opened her eyes completely, relishing the look on the Ensign's face. At times like that she was most happy.
"I was wondering-"
A violent tossing of the ship stopped Ensign Blair mid-sentence. Her eyes widened in shocked amazement and her mouth fell open.
"Sorry," Perry replied standing. She had sensed the other woman's need to say something important and thanked whatever god or gods that provided the distraction.
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"They're hailing us, Captain!" Tami Hernandez announced before being tossed onto her console. Recovering quickly she followed the Captain's shouted, hurried commands, placing the face of a hideous alien upon the screen.
Naomi recoiled at the sight of the man before her. He had four enormous nostrils set upon a face that secreted a strange goo. His grotesquely pink lips were pulled back into a sneer, revealing sharp, yellowed, crooked teeth that sent a shiver up the Second Captain's spine. The rest of his body was large and dark, sickly green, secreting goo just as his face was. He had little hair, and what he did have was straggled and caked with mud.
"This territory belongs to the Kishnan." He challenged them speaking in a low and gravely voice. "Leave, or we shall destroy you."
"Their ship is heavily damaged." Tami announced, studying the panel before her with a burning intensity. The Captain turned to look at her as Naomi slipped into the Second Officer's seat. "But..." Sighing Tami looked up. Her eyes locked onto the older woman's and she shook her head. "We're still no match for them. They're way too advanced."
The hideous creature on the view screen shook with a cruel laughter that chilled the very bones of the bridge crew.
Janeway stuck her jaw out defiantly and stood up. She wasn't a person to take a threat lying down.
"I was told," She informed the Kishnan, or whatever they called themselves. "That this territory belongs to the Mager. Where are *they*?"
"*They*," The alien replied, curling his lip even more. "Are here. They still believe this territory belongs to them. We, however, have claimed it in the name of the Empire. Their people will be disposed of quickly."
The doors to the bridge opened once more allowing entrance to Commander Paris trailed by Ensign Blair. Although the Ensign had no business on the bridge nobody said a word. It wasn't important who was and wasn't on the bridge at the moment. It was important to survive.
The Kishnan's face seemed to pale at least three shades when they stepped onto the bridge, and his head reeled back as if he'd been slapped.
"You." He hissed collecting himself and narrowing his eyes. Venom dripped from his voice and the goo he was secreting changed. It seemed less viscous and held the slightest tint of yellow whereas before it was clear. "You," he went on, anger shaking his very being. "You!"
He reached over and pressed a button causing the view screen to go blank. A split second later the ship rocked once more, tossing Captain Janeway and Naomi Wildman to the ground.
"Naomi!" Perry shouted, picking the older woman up. They were almost standing once more when another shot tossed the vessel sending the two back to the ground. Smoke billowed from every console and every few seconds sparks shot from them as well.
Perry's eyes grew heavy and it was only then that she realized she'd hit her head somewhere on the trip down. A dull throbbing began somewhere near the back of her skull and her breath came in ragged gasps. Feet moved quickly around her, tending to the fallen and the damaged technology. Her vision blurred once more, but this time it wasn't voluntary. With the last of her strength she struggled to focus her eyes and saw two strong hands pick up the Second Captain recognizing almost instantly the hands of her Native American friend. She felt two more hands pick her up as well and found her father struggling with her weight. Somewhere in the back of her mind she found something odd about him doing this, but for the scattered state of her mind she couldn't figure out what.
Her strength finally spent she closed her eyes and passed out just as the bridge went dark as well.
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To be continued... The real Voyager scenes coming soon.....