Title: Where's A Red-Shirt When You Need One?
Author: Josephine
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: A little Hoshi/Trip
Summary: Hoshi and the away team get into trouble.
Notes: I wanted to give Hoshi a little action. No, not that kind of action!
Feedback: Constructive criticism is always welcome; it will do more good than flames.
Disclaimer: Paramount owns the Trek dance hall; I sometimes like to call the steps. For free.
Chapter One - Capture
Hoshi was dreaming. She and Trip were on a rocky coast off of Maine. Waves were crashing against the shore, and gulls were wheeling in the sky. She was getting spray on her face, and laughing at it all.
But the sky quickly turned dark, and the wind pushed the waves higher. Now they were coming up over the rocks, and Hoshi was getting drenched. She wiped the water from her eyes and looked for Trip, but he was gone. She started to panic, calling his name. She could feel the old terror rise up inside, threatening to take over.
Hoshi fought her fear down. She wasn't the naïve Ensign of six months ago, scared of shadows and the aliens that lurked within them. She was stronger. She would survive this, and whatever else the universe threw at her. A wave crashed over Hoshi, and pulled her body out to sea.
Sputtering, Hoshi came to. The stone floor of her cell was the rocky coast; the bucket of water tossed to get her up was the wave. Hoshi remembered where she was, remembered what happened, and almost gave in to the terror again.
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"We have found a system with two planets orbiting the sun on opposite sides of the same orbital plane." T'Pol brought up a diagram on the screen. "While this is theoretically possible, it is extremely rare, and probably not natural. It has been decided that we will send down two landing parties at the same time, one to each planet since we are expected to rendezvous with the Atsugi-maru in seven days. The second planet's tectonics look unstable; the Enterprise will remain there to study this. Are there any questions?" She looked at the officers around the ready room table.
"The Enterprise won't be in orbit when we are on the planet?" Ensign Alexander nervously asked.
"Correct. We will not be able to keep in contact, since we will be on opposite sides of the sun. However, our scans have indicated there is no humanoid life on the planets, and no land-bound indigenous life larger than your Earth bears. You will be safe, Ensign."
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:::Safe. Not exactly.::: Hoshi caught the daily food pack the guards threw at her. She moved into the shadows of the cell and eavesdropped on their conversation, a pidgin mix of alien languages. She had been listening since the away team had been captured; in the four days they had been here she had picked most of it up. Hoshi eased herself down and opened the pack. She ate as she processed the words; the food went down better if she thought about something else besides the taste.
A commotion in the next cell made Hoshi look up. She could hear Alexander pleading with the guards as they dragged him to the room at the end of the cell row. :::At least it has a solid door.::: Hoshi wasn't sure if hearing the actual screams was better than letting your imagination fill them in. She finished her meal and kept listening to the guards.
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"Captain, I was wondering if I could go down to one of the planets to help the away team." Hoshi moved quickly to catch up with Archer before he left the ready room. "There won't be anything to translate since there aren't any people, but I'd like some fresh air. Sir."
Archer smiled. "That'll be fine, Hoshi, just get with T'Pol to see how you can help."
Down on the planet, Hoshi breathed deep. Space travel could get claustrophobic after awhile. She moved off with the team as the shuttle lifted up, and began taking geographic readings.
"I'm getting some strange results from the north-east, by those hills. Take a look at them." Hoshi gave the sensor to Lieutenant Commander Thompson, who frowned at it.
"That is weird. It's almost like the sensors indicate some sort of void is there. Let's take a closer look."
The away team moved toward the hills, and all hell broke loose.
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The guards brought back Alexander's unconscious form, throwing him in his cell. Hoshi stayed in the shadows as they sat back down to the game of chance they played when not torturing the Enterprise crew. They talked more when she was out of sight. :::Come on, keep it up::: Sometimes they talked about how much they hated being stuck on this backward planet; sometimes how much they hated their commander. Mostly they bragged about sexual conquests. Every so often they would discuss something useful.
Apparently the guards were part of a piracy ring that preyed on this region. The cave on this planet was one of their hideouts; it was filled with stolen cargo. From old battle tales Hoshi gathered their ships were extremely fast but didn't have much firepower; just enough to overcome the cargo ships they raided.
They were expecting to be picked up in a few days; Hoshi hoped the Enterprise would come back before then.
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Phaser-fire was all around them. Miller was down, and Thompson was shouting orders. Hoshi tried to remember her Starfleet combat training, but her mind was a blank.
"Hail the ship! Tell them to come back and get us the hell out of here!" Thompson yelled at Hoshi. Dirt exploded as they took cover.
"I'm trying, sir, but I can't reach them! I think they're on the other side of the sun!"
"I thought this place didn't have anyone on it! Where the hell did they come from?" Alexander dragged Miller over to the group behind the outcropping.
Thompson and Alexander fired at their attackers while Hoshi continued to try and raise the Enterprise. No one saw the aliens flanking them until it was to late.
The away team was soon surrounded by four large, green humanoids. Disarming them, the aliens marched the Enterprise crew into caves up in the hills. Throwing the humans into separate cells, they worked their way down the block until only Thompson was left. They took him into the room at the end of the corridor.
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When the guards finished their game and went outside, Hoshi moved over to the connecting cell wall. Alexander was finally coming to. "John! Can you move? We've got to get out of here before their ship comes back. I have a idea, but I need everybody's help."
Alexander rolled over. "I think I can get up, they weren't too rough this time. They've lost some enthusiasm for mindless brutality. What do you have planned?"
"They've been working their way up the cell block, it'll be my turn again. You're right; they're bored. They don't seem to think too much of females, I'm going to try something."
Alexander looked over her slight form. "No offence, Hoshi, but what can you do?"
"My father was a martial arts sensei, I had different forms of bujutsu drilled into me since I could walk. Hated every minute of it, but it looks like it'll come in handy for once. God, I just hope I can remember enough of it." She gave him a grin. "That will take care of two of the guards, but I'll need help with the rest, once I unlock the cells. See if Thompson is all right, one of you will have to carry Miller. And see if Thompson has any other ideas."
"Ok. I'm glad we're finally doing something."
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Hoshi backed away as the guards came for her first session in the far room. Thompson, Miller, Alexander, and now her. What went on in there? She had a pretty good idea; the others came out beaten and bloody.
The room was cramped; containers from different ships lined the walls. Before Hoshi could get a good look, she was thrown into one. "Pathetic female. I don't suppose you know anymore than the others." The larger alien grabbed Hoshi's hair, pulling back her head. He looked her over. "They probably keep you around for sport, even though you're too skinny to be any good." Hoshi had learned enough to understand a few words. He started hitting her while the shorter one stood by the door, looking bored.
"Why are you here? Where did your ship go? Did you think to take back the cargo we stole from you? " Each question was accompanied by a volley of blows. Soon a split lip joined the bruises that were beginning to form.
The shorter one spoke. "Don't hurt her too bad, you might not like her but she'll fetch something on the Orion slave market. Besides, they don't understand what we're saying. Come on, take her back to her cell, I want to win more of Greedo's money."
Hoshi barely caught herself before she fell onto her cell floor. :::All right, think. Evaluate the situation, then figure a way to get out::: She looked over at the other crewmen. They seemed to be in worse shape than she was. :::The guards are bored and lazy. That should work in our favor. I'll have to think on this::: She laid down and went to sleep, wondering if she would dream again.
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Right on schedule the guards came and dragged Hoshi for her third trip to the small room. She hoped it wouldn't be as bad. This round she acted weak from hunger and previous beatings. They threw her inside and closed the door after them. The big one tossed her around a few times, but didn't seem like he was into it. Hoshi waited until one of the blows flung her into the short alien by the door. Before he could respond, she had driven her folded hand into his trachea. With the other hand she took his phaser and shot the big one.
The short one was making too much noise choking to death, so she also shot him. Hoshi decided to shoot the big one again to make sure he was down. :::That went well::: She stood in shock looking at the two aliens lying on the ground. Steeling her nerves, she found the keys to the cells on the big one and took his phaser.
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Author: Josephine
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: A little Hoshi/Trip
Summary: Hoshi and the away team get into trouble.
Notes: I wanted to give Hoshi a little action. No, not that kind of action!
Feedback: Constructive criticism is always welcome; it will do more good than flames.
Disclaimer: Paramount owns the Trek dance hall; I sometimes like to call the steps. For free.
Chapter One - Capture
Hoshi was dreaming. She and Trip were on a rocky coast off of Maine. Waves were crashing against the shore, and gulls were wheeling in the sky. She was getting spray on her face, and laughing at it all.
But the sky quickly turned dark, and the wind pushed the waves higher. Now they were coming up over the rocks, and Hoshi was getting drenched. She wiped the water from her eyes and looked for Trip, but he was gone. She started to panic, calling his name. She could feel the old terror rise up inside, threatening to take over.
Hoshi fought her fear down. She wasn't the naïve Ensign of six months ago, scared of shadows and the aliens that lurked within them. She was stronger. She would survive this, and whatever else the universe threw at her. A wave crashed over Hoshi, and pulled her body out to sea.
Sputtering, Hoshi came to. The stone floor of her cell was the rocky coast; the bucket of water tossed to get her up was the wave. Hoshi remembered where she was, remembered what happened, and almost gave in to the terror again.
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"We have found a system with two planets orbiting the sun on opposite sides of the same orbital plane." T'Pol brought up a diagram on the screen. "While this is theoretically possible, it is extremely rare, and probably not natural. It has been decided that we will send down two landing parties at the same time, one to each planet since we are expected to rendezvous with the Atsugi-maru in seven days. The second planet's tectonics look unstable; the Enterprise will remain there to study this. Are there any questions?" She looked at the officers around the ready room table.
"The Enterprise won't be in orbit when we are on the planet?" Ensign Alexander nervously asked.
"Correct. We will not be able to keep in contact, since we will be on opposite sides of the sun. However, our scans have indicated there is no humanoid life on the planets, and no land-bound indigenous life larger than your Earth bears. You will be safe, Ensign."
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:::Safe. Not exactly.::: Hoshi caught the daily food pack the guards threw at her. She moved into the shadows of the cell and eavesdropped on their conversation, a pidgin mix of alien languages. She had been listening since the away team had been captured; in the four days they had been here she had picked most of it up. Hoshi eased herself down and opened the pack. She ate as she processed the words; the food went down better if she thought about something else besides the taste.
A commotion in the next cell made Hoshi look up. She could hear Alexander pleading with the guards as they dragged him to the room at the end of the cell row. :::At least it has a solid door.::: Hoshi wasn't sure if hearing the actual screams was better than letting your imagination fill them in. She finished her meal and kept listening to the guards.
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"Captain, I was wondering if I could go down to one of the planets to help the away team." Hoshi moved quickly to catch up with Archer before he left the ready room. "There won't be anything to translate since there aren't any people, but I'd like some fresh air. Sir."
Archer smiled. "That'll be fine, Hoshi, just get with T'Pol to see how you can help."
Down on the planet, Hoshi breathed deep. Space travel could get claustrophobic after awhile. She moved off with the team as the shuttle lifted up, and began taking geographic readings.
"I'm getting some strange results from the north-east, by those hills. Take a look at them." Hoshi gave the sensor to Lieutenant Commander Thompson, who frowned at it.
"That is weird. It's almost like the sensors indicate some sort of void is there. Let's take a closer look."
The away team moved toward the hills, and all hell broke loose.
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The guards brought back Alexander's unconscious form, throwing him in his cell. Hoshi stayed in the shadows as they sat back down to the game of chance they played when not torturing the Enterprise crew. They talked more when she was out of sight. :::Come on, keep it up::: Sometimes they talked about how much they hated being stuck on this backward planet; sometimes how much they hated their commander. Mostly they bragged about sexual conquests. Every so often they would discuss something useful.
Apparently the guards were part of a piracy ring that preyed on this region. The cave on this planet was one of their hideouts; it was filled with stolen cargo. From old battle tales Hoshi gathered their ships were extremely fast but didn't have much firepower; just enough to overcome the cargo ships they raided.
They were expecting to be picked up in a few days; Hoshi hoped the Enterprise would come back before then.
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Phaser-fire was all around them. Miller was down, and Thompson was shouting orders. Hoshi tried to remember her Starfleet combat training, but her mind was a blank.
"Hail the ship! Tell them to come back and get us the hell out of here!" Thompson yelled at Hoshi. Dirt exploded as they took cover.
"I'm trying, sir, but I can't reach them! I think they're on the other side of the sun!"
"I thought this place didn't have anyone on it! Where the hell did they come from?" Alexander dragged Miller over to the group behind the outcropping.
Thompson and Alexander fired at their attackers while Hoshi continued to try and raise the Enterprise. No one saw the aliens flanking them until it was to late.
The away team was soon surrounded by four large, green humanoids. Disarming them, the aliens marched the Enterprise crew into caves up in the hills. Throwing the humans into separate cells, they worked their way down the block until only Thompson was left. They took him into the room at the end of the corridor.
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When the guards finished their game and went outside, Hoshi moved over to the connecting cell wall. Alexander was finally coming to. "John! Can you move? We've got to get out of here before their ship comes back. I have a idea, but I need everybody's help."
Alexander rolled over. "I think I can get up, they weren't too rough this time. They've lost some enthusiasm for mindless brutality. What do you have planned?"
"They've been working their way up the cell block, it'll be my turn again. You're right; they're bored. They don't seem to think too much of females, I'm going to try something."
Alexander looked over her slight form. "No offence, Hoshi, but what can you do?"
"My father was a martial arts sensei, I had different forms of bujutsu drilled into me since I could walk. Hated every minute of it, but it looks like it'll come in handy for once. God, I just hope I can remember enough of it." She gave him a grin. "That will take care of two of the guards, but I'll need help with the rest, once I unlock the cells. See if Thompson is all right, one of you will have to carry Miller. And see if Thompson has any other ideas."
"Ok. I'm glad we're finally doing something."
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Hoshi backed away as the guards came for her first session in the far room. Thompson, Miller, Alexander, and now her. What went on in there? She had a pretty good idea; the others came out beaten and bloody.
The room was cramped; containers from different ships lined the walls. Before Hoshi could get a good look, she was thrown into one. "Pathetic female. I don't suppose you know anymore than the others." The larger alien grabbed Hoshi's hair, pulling back her head. He looked her over. "They probably keep you around for sport, even though you're too skinny to be any good." Hoshi had learned enough to understand a few words. He started hitting her while the shorter one stood by the door, looking bored.
"Why are you here? Where did your ship go? Did you think to take back the cargo we stole from you? " Each question was accompanied by a volley of blows. Soon a split lip joined the bruises that were beginning to form.
The shorter one spoke. "Don't hurt her too bad, you might not like her but she'll fetch something on the Orion slave market. Besides, they don't understand what we're saying. Come on, take her back to her cell, I want to win more of Greedo's money."
Hoshi barely caught herself before she fell onto her cell floor. :::All right, think. Evaluate the situation, then figure a way to get out::: She looked over at the other crewmen. They seemed to be in worse shape than she was. :::The guards are bored and lazy. That should work in our favor. I'll have to think on this::: She laid down and went to sleep, wondering if she would dream again.
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Right on schedule the guards came and dragged Hoshi for her third trip to the small room. She hoped it wouldn't be as bad. This round she acted weak from hunger and previous beatings. They threw her inside and closed the door after them. The big one tossed her around a few times, but didn't seem like he was into it. Hoshi waited until one of the blows flung her into the short alien by the door. Before he could respond, she had driven her folded hand into his trachea. With the other hand she took his phaser and shot the big one.
The short one was making too much noise choking to death, so she also shot him. Hoshi decided to shoot the big one again to make sure he was down. :::That went well::: She stood in shock looking at the two aliens lying on the ground. Steeling her nerves, she found the keys to the cells on the big one and took his phaser.
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