I don´t know if this really belongs to Voyager.. well, it does in a way.
Yes, you can give me credit and yes, you can also give me flames!!
Summary; A.U. Voyager didn´t make it home, the Voyager Bridge have children together. Miral was never born.
If you wonder how Seven and Doc could get a baby, think; "One."
Don´t be too hard when judging the pairings. Please don´t be too hard at the funny names either, they got stuck in my head.
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StarTrek: Juventile Patrol - 1. Message recieved
Starring:
Martina Janeway
Meena Paris
Annica Hansen
Marvon T´Kal (Marv)
Zebastian Paris (Zeb)
Robyn Wildman (Rob)
Tommy Chi Kim (TC)
Miles Kim
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The year is 2388.
History:
Martina Janeway * Age: 16 * Mother: Kathryn Janeway * Father: Chakotay
Marvon T´Kal * Age: 11 * Mother: Tiryna T'Kal * Father: Tuvok
Annica Hansen * Age: 12 * Mother: Seven Of Nine * Father: The Doctor
Robyn Wildman * Age: 10 * Mother: Samantha Wildman * Father: Neelix
Tommy Chi (Age: 13)
& Miles (Age: 9) Kim * Mother: Jenny Delaney * Father: Harry Kim
Meena (Age: 15)
& Zebastian (Age: 11) Paris * Mother: B´Elanna Torres * Father: Tom Paris
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1. MESSAGE RECIEVED
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"Aww. My head. Good you´re standing, now go fnd your friends!"
Annica leaves the cold room.
"Ah! Annica, you scared me, rushing out that door. You could have knocked me out you know."
"Yes, yes, Meena, but where are we?"
"At the 'Skipper'. That´s all I know."
"Look! There´s Marv! Wake up , Marv!"
Marvon lies on his stomach at a bench in the short corridor belonging to the small ship 'Skipper'. Shorter than the corridors of Voyager anyway. He begins to stir when Annica´s shaking his tiny shoulder.
"Annica? Where are we? Why are we here?"
"I don´t know! C´mon, let´s go find the others."
Meena sees her brother walking through a door further ahead of herself.
"Zeb! Come here, bro! Why are you crying?"
"The others are at the bridge And we´re all alone here!That´s why I´m crying! It´s not a grown-up in sight and we´re not by that planet we were on yesterday!"
The four worried children runs to the Bridge.
There they were. Their equals and only possible friends.
*
Martina. Dark hair, dark eyes. Human ( Irish/ Indian). Female.
Meena. Fair skin, eyes, hair. Human/ Klingon hybrid. Female.
Annica. Blonde, blue-eyed. Borgimplantants. Human/ Borg/ Hologram hybrid. Female.
Marv. Dark skin, hair. Red-eyed. Vulcan/ Carnic hybrid. Male.
Zeb. Darker skin and hair than his sister. Brown-eyed. Human/ Klingon hybrid. Male.
Rob. Blue-eyed. Human/ Talaxian hybrid. Female.
T.C. Dark hair and eyes. Human. (American)
Miles. Dark eyes, black hair. Human. (American)
*
"Oh! It feels so good to see you all here! Wait a minute."
"What is it, Annica?"
"Where´s Naomi?"
"We thought she was with you!"
Chaos.
The eight kids runs around the whole ship like scared chickens to find Robyn´s big sister. Finally, they did. In Cargobay 2 with severe phaser burns.
Annica checks her pulse.
"Robyn... You are now a lonely child. I´m sorry!"
Hysterical sobs from Rob.
"She´s holding something in her hand! Look!"
T.C. shows the others what he found in Naomi´s clenched, cold fist. A message on a chip.
He puts it into a reader and soon they all can see the terrifying message.
A tall man showsup at the screen, one of those disgusting Narvolians. He grinned at them from a screen at his planet. Narvo.
"When you read this, children, you´re 20.000 lightyears away from our planet. We don´t want any humans here, whatever we told Captain Janeway, we doesn´t like you. We doesn´t like you at all. To make your sort fade away, away from what you call the Delta Quadrant, we´ve sent you on a little trip. Your parents are at Voyager, a very.. malfunctioning Voyager, they´ve already been forced down at a planet 5.000 lightyears from Narvo. They´re on a small, barren planet called Malk. I sure hope they´re replicators are working. If you should manage to find your parents, I´ll be stunned, and I´d let you continue. All of you. In fact we´ll give you a little push too, a push on about 30.000 lightyears. You´ll be almost home, Earth. What a name, I prefere Narvo.
So kids, good luck! Have a safe journey to Malk!"
"What does *that* mean?"
"That they, only for their own fun , have killed Naomi to let us know they´re serious. And since they like to gamble, I take a wild guess that they´re betting about us. If we´ll make it or not. It means that we´re alone here, and that we must travel 15.000 lightyears to find our familys again."
"Sounds like *fun*, don´t you think?! Hey, can we do like this; wetake over one of our parents job as they had them on Voyager?"
"Sure we can, Miles."
"Okay then. Martina - you´re the Captain on this ship. And that´s good and it fits cause your the oldest now when Naomi is.. well, you´re the Captain.
Meena, you take the Helm."
"Me?"
"Yes you! Your dad´s the best pilot in this Quad, right? Zeb, you´re out new Chief Engineer. Annica, run the Sickbay as you think it should run, Robyn - the Messhall is yours. Marv, Security Chief and Miles, you take the Ops."
"What about you T.C.?"
" Er.. oops.. well, what´s left?"
"First officer."
"Okay then, I´m the newFirst Officer. And I´ll fill in for you, Martina if you dies or something."
New hysterical sobs from Rob.
After freezing Naomi down in the Cargobay where they found her and sending Rob to rest in her new quarters, the new Bridge goes to their posts.
"Okay, how do you do this?"
"Think. How does your mom do it?"
"Yeah, think that you´re your mom, and that we´re our parents. Except T.C. but he can play Commander Chakotay."
"Okay..I´ll give it a try. Hrrm.. Ms. Paris, set course towards Malk."
"Aye Captain. Hey! It´s acually working! I can control the ship!"
"Yeah, and I could make you do it!"
"This is so cool! We´re like the Juvenile Patrol or something!
'The Fedaration Starfleets Juvenile Starpatrol, Mission - rescue the crew on the Federation Starfleets starship Voyager.' "
"Zeb, how could you say that without twisting your tongue?"
" I did twist my tongue sometimes, but I think it sounded quite *big* anyway."
"'Big'. Okay crew, this is the Captain speaking. Gather around me.
Good. Now, put your right or left hands on my hand."
"What´s the meaning with this?"
"Shhh."
"I´m hereby forming the Juvenile Starpatrol. Say 'yes' if you agree and 'no' if you disagree."
Unison 'yes'.
"Martin..er.. Captain. We´re being hailed."
"On screen."
"I am St'kurkv Ztakotvec and you are trespassing my space."
"I am Martina Janeway and we only want to cross your space without trouble."
"You want to steal my cattle."
"No! Why should we want you´re spacecows?"
"I said 'cattle', not 'spacecows'."
"What is your cattle then?"
"We - my people - call them Nult. We´ll do like this, if you manage to hunt down and kill one of them you can pass my space."
"You just said that you were afraid that we would steal your cattle, and now you want us to kill it?!"
"Only one. To determine that you are worthy to pass my space."
"Okay, we´ll do it. Where´s those Nulks then?"
"I will release one soon. Just wait a minute...
... And there it flies! May the hunt begin!"
"Everybody seem to be nuts! Miles, can you get it on screen?"
"I think so. Ugh! It´s big."
"Big? Miles, it´s twice the size our ship!!"
"Is that weapons on it´s nose?"
"Yey."
"Sort of.."
"We can never take that down."
"Marv, can we shrink it?"
" I believe so. To a quarter of it´s size now?"
"That´ll be good."
"Well, now it´s more our size."
"Marv, charge our weapons."
"Yes, Captain."
"Hey! It´s flying -or something- away from us!"
"Follow it!"
"Hooray! We´re following a nig brown rhino with weapons instead of horns."
"Don´t forget the cute little pink wings."
"Oh, how could I forget the *wings*?"
"It´s looking at us!"
"Er.. Martina, I think it´sgoing to fire."
"Marv!! Fotontorpedo!"
The 'Skipper'´s shaking.
"It had a direct hit on us,and we had a direct hit on it."
"Look."
"What do you mean, Helm?"
"You really like taking command do you? It looks so sad."
"The *Nult* looks sad?"
"Yes Zeb, it does. Computer, shut down direct link to Engineering."
"Mee-"
"Marv. Load two torpedos."
"Can´t you see it looks sad?"
"Shut up, Meena!"
"Wait until it turns it´s head towards us."
" 'Wait until it turns-"
"Look! Look! It does it now!"
"You´re right. It looks kinda sad."
"Marv, hold the fire. Miles, do we have some chance to get out of this space without shooting that *thing*?"
"Yes, north northwest 75 lightyears. That´s where his space ends."
"Good. Meena full impuls speed north northwest at my mark. Marv beam the creature to Cargobay 1."
"Martina."
"Beam the creature to Cargobay 1, and do it NOW, Marv!"
"I´ve got it."
"Meena, FLY! Computer, establish a direct link to Engineering. Zeb, do we have warp?"
"For a few minutes, max."
"Warp 5."
"It´s not working! Warpfield collapse!"
"How far is it left?"
"15 lightyears."
"Warpfield collapse in 10, 9, 8,7 -"
"We´re so close!"
"Step on it, Meena!!"
"6, 5, 4, 3-"
"3 lightyears!"
"2,1, the warpfield has gone down!"
"1,5 lightyears."
"Full impuls speed ahead!"
"The cowboy´s closing up on us!"
"Don´t let him get closer!"
"He´s got warpdrive!"
"He´s charging weapons."
"A half lightyear left!"
"He´s firing!"
"Aah! We´re at the threshold out of his space!"
"He missed us!"
"Yes!! We´re through!"
"Wohoo!!! I mean, good job crew. "
"What do we do now?"
"Meena, resume course to Malk! Turn on the autopilot, get Robyn and meet me in Cargobay 1."
Ten minutes later the whole, small crew gathered in Cargobay 1.
"Wow! What´s that?"
"This is a Nulk, Robyn. We er.. stole it. I thought that you should be the one to give it a name."
"It´s so cute!! And I know exactly what I´m gonna call it. If it´s a girl that is."
"Annica?"
"I think it´s a girl. And by the way, I don´t think him/her bothers so much. Everything is better that *Nulk*."
" *Nult*. That´the whole species name."
"I know that Zeb! What will it be called?"
"*It*?"
"*She*. What will she be called?"
"Naomi."
'*******'
End Episode
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Yes, you can give me credit and yes, you can also give me flames!!
Summary; A.U. Voyager didn´t make it home, the Voyager Bridge have children together. Miral was never born.
If you wonder how Seven and Doc could get a baby, think; "One."
Don´t be too hard when judging the pairings. Please don´t be too hard at the funny names either, they got stuck in my head.
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StarTrek: Juventile Patrol - 1. Message recieved
Starring:
Martina Janeway
Meena Paris
Annica Hansen
Marvon T´Kal (Marv)
Zebastian Paris (Zeb)
Robyn Wildman (Rob)
Tommy Chi Kim (TC)
Miles Kim
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The year is 2388.
History:
Martina Janeway * Age: 16 * Mother: Kathryn Janeway * Father: Chakotay
Marvon T´Kal * Age: 11 * Mother: Tiryna T'Kal * Father: Tuvok
Annica Hansen * Age: 12 * Mother: Seven Of Nine * Father: The Doctor
Robyn Wildman * Age: 10 * Mother: Samantha Wildman * Father: Neelix
Tommy Chi (Age: 13)
& Miles (Age: 9) Kim * Mother: Jenny Delaney * Father: Harry Kim
Meena (Age: 15)
& Zebastian (Age: 11) Paris * Mother: B´Elanna Torres * Father: Tom Paris
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1. MESSAGE RECIEVED
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
"Aww. My head. Good you´re standing, now go fnd your friends!"
Annica leaves the cold room.
"Ah! Annica, you scared me, rushing out that door. You could have knocked me out you know."
"Yes, yes, Meena, but where are we?"
"At the 'Skipper'. That´s all I know."
"Look! There´s Marv! Wake up , Marv!"
Marvon lies on his stomach at a bench in the short corridor belonging to the small ship 'Skipper'. Shorter than the corridors of Voyager anyway. He begins to stir when Annica´s shaking his tiny shoulder.
"Annica? Where are we? Why are we here?"
"I don´t know! C´mon, let´s go find the others."
Meena sees her brother walking through a door further ahead of herself.
"Zeb! Come here, bro! Why are you crying?"
"The others are at the bridge And we´re all alone here!That´s why I´m crying! It´s not a grown-up in sight and we´re not by that planet we were on yesterday!"
The four worried children runs to the Bridge.
There they were. Their equals and only possible friends.
*
Martina. Dark hair, dark eyes. Human ( Irish/ Indian). Female.
Meena. Fair skin, eyes, hair. Human/ Klingon hybrid. Female.
Annica. Blonde, blue-eyed. Borgimplantants. Human/ Borg/ Hologram hybrid. Female.
Marv. Dark skin, hair. Red-eyed. Vulcan/ Carnic hybrid. Male.
Zeb. Darker skin and hair than his sister. Brown-eyed. Human/ Klingon hybrid. Male.
Rob. Blue-eyed. Human/ Talaxian hybrid. Female.
T.C. Dark hair and eyes. Human. (American)
Miles. Dark eyes, black hair. Human. (American)
*
"Oh! It feels so good to see you all here! Wait a minute."
"What is it, Annica?"
"Where´s Naomi?"
"We thought she was with you!"
Chaos.
The eight kids runs around the whole ship like scared chickens to find Robyn´s big sister. Finally, they did. In Cargobay 2 with severe phaser burns.
Annica checks her pulse.
"Robyn... You are now a lonely child. I´m sorry!"
Hysterical sobs from Rob.
"She´s holding something in her hand! Look!"
T.C. shows the others what he found in Naomi´s clenched, cold fist. A message on a chip.
He puts it into a reader and soon they all can see the terrifying message.
A tall man showsup at the screen, one of those disgusting Narvolians. He grinned at them from a screen at his planet. Narvo.
"When you read this, children, you´re 20.000 lightyears away from our planet. We don´t want any humans here, whatever we told Captain Janeway, we doesn´t like you. We doesn´t like you at all. To make your sort fade away, away from what you call the Delta Quadrant, we´ve sent you on a little trip. Your parents are at Voyager, a very.. malfunctioning Voyager, they´ve already been forced down at a planet 5.000 lightyears from Narvo. They´re on a small, barren planet called Malk. I sure hope they´re replicators are working. If you should manage to find your parents, I´ll be stunned, and I´d let you continue. All of you. In fact we´ll give you a little push too, a push on about 30.000 lightyears. You´ll be almost home, Earth. What a name, I prefere Narvo.
So kids, good luck! Have a safe journey to Malk!"
"What does *that* mean?"
"That they, only for their own fun , have killed Naomi to let us know they´re serious. And since they like to gamble, I take a wild guess that they´re betting about us. If we´ll make it or not. It means that we´re alone here, and that we must travel 15.000 lightyears to find our familys again."
"Sounds like *fun*, don´t you think?! Hey, can we do like this; wetake over one of our parents job as they had them on Voyager?"
"Sure we can, Miles."
"Okay then. Martina - you´re the Captain on this ship. And that´s good and it fits cause your the oldest now when Naomi is.. well, you´re the Captain.
Meena, you take the Helm."
"Me?"
"Yes you! Your dad´s the best pilot in this Quad, right? Zeb, you´re out new Chief Engineer. Annica, run the Sickbay as you think it should run, Robyn - the Messhall is yours. Marv, Security Chief and Miles, you take the Ops."
"What about you T.C.?"
" Er.. oops.. well, what´s left?"
"First officer."
"Okay then, I´m the newFirst Officer. And I´ll fill in for you, Martina if you dies or something."
New hysterical sobs from Rob.
After freezing Naomi down in the Cargobay where they found her and sending Rob to rest in her new quarters, the new Bridge goes to their posts.
"Okay, how do you do this?"
"Think. How does your mom do it?"
"Yeah, think that you´re your mom, and that we´re our parents. Except T.C. but he can play Commander Chakotay."
"Okay..I´ll give it a try. Hrrm.. Ms. Paris, set course towards Malk."
"Aye Captain. Hey! It´s acually working! I can control the ship!"
"Yeah, and I could make you do it!"
"This is so cool! We´re like the Juvenile Patrol or something!
'The Fedaration Starfleets Juvenile Starpatrol, Mission - rescue the crew on the Federation Starfleets starship Voyager.' "
"Zeb, how could you say that without twisting your tongue?"
" I did twist my tongue sometimes, but I think it sounded quite *big* anyway."
"'Big'. Okay crew, this is the Captain speaking. Gather around me.
Good. Now, put your right or left hands on my hand."
"What´s the meaning with this?"
"Shhh."
"I´m hereby forming the Juvenile Starpatrol. Say 'yes' if you agree and 'no' if you disagree."
Unison 'yes'.
"Martin..er.. Captain. We´re being hailed."
"On screen."
"I am St'kurkv Ztakotvec and you are trespassing my space."
"I am Martina Janeway and we only want to cross your space without trouble."
"You want to steal my cattle."
"No! Why should we want you´re spacecows?"
"I said 'cattle', not 'spacecows'."
"What is your cattle then?"
"We - my people - call them Nult. We´ll do like this, if you manage to hunt down and kill one of them you can pass my space."
"You just said that you were afraid that we would steal your cattle, and now you want us to kill it?!"
"Only one. To determine that you are worthy to pass my space."
"Okay, we´ll do it. Where´s those Nulks then?"
"I will release one soon. Just wait a minute...
... And there it flies! May the hunt begin!"
"Everybody seem to be nuts! Miles, can you get it on screen?"
"I think so. Ugh! It´s big."
"Big? Miles, it´s twice the size our ship!!"
"Is that weapons on it´s nose?"
"Yey."
"Sort of.."
"We can never take that down."
"Marv, can we shrink it?"
" I believe so. To a quarter of it´s size now?"
"That´ll be good."
"Well, now it´s more our size."
"Marv, charge our weapons."
"Yes, Captain."
"Hey! It´s flying -or something- away from us!"
"Follow it!"
"Hooray! We´re following a nig brown rhino with weapons instead of horns."
"Don´t forget the cute little pink wings."
"Oh, how could I forget the *wings*?"
"It´s looking at us!"
"Er.. Martina, I think it´sgoing to fire."
"Marv!! Fotontorpedo!"
The 'Skipper'´s shaking.
"It had a direct hit on us,and we had a direct hit on it."
"Look."
"What do you mean, Helm?"
"You really like taking command do you? It looks so sad."
"The *Nult* looks sad?"
"Yes Zeb, it does. Computer, shut down direct link to Engineering."
"Mee-"
"Marv. Load two torpedos."
"Can´t you see it looks sad?"
"Shut up, Meena!"
"Wait until it turns it´s head towards us."
" 'Wait until it turns-"
"Look! Look! It does it now!"
"You´re right. It looks kinda sad."
"Marv, hold the fire. Miles, do we have some chance to get out of this space without shooting that *thing*?"
"Yes, north northwest 75 lightyears. That´s where his space ends."
"Good. Meena full impuls speed north northwest at my mark. Marv beam the creature to Cargobay 1."
"Martina."
"Beam the creature to Cargobay 1, and do it NOW, Marv!"
"I´ve got it."
"Meena, FLY! Computer, establish a direct link to Engineering. Zeb, do we have warp?"
"For a few minutes, max."
"Warp 5."
"It´s not working! Warpfield collapse!"
"How far is it left?"
"15 lightyears."
"Warpfield collapse in 10, 9, 8,7 -"
"We´re so close!"
"Step on it, Meena!!"
"6, 5, 4, 3-"
"3 lightyears!"
"2,1, the warpfield has gone down!"
"1,5 lightyears."
"Full impuls speed ahead!"
"The cowboy´s closing up on us!"
"Don´t let him get closer!"
"He´s got warpdrive!"
"He´s charging weapons."
"A half lightyear left!"
"He´s firing!"
"Aah! We´re at the threshold out of his space!"
"He missed us!"
"Yes!! We´re through!"
"Wohoo!!! I mean, good job crew. "
"What do we do now?"
"Meena, resume course to Malk! Turn on the autopilot, get Robyn and meet me in Cargobay 1."
Ten minutes later the whole, small crew gathered in Cargobay 1.
"Wow! What´s that?"
"This is a Nulk, Robyn. We er.. stole it. I thought that you should be the one to give it a name."
"It´s so cute!! And I know exactly what I´m gonna call it. If it´s a girl that is."
"Annica?"
"I think it´s a girl. And by the way, I don´t think him/her bothers so much. Everything is better that *Nulk*."
" *Nult*. That´the whole species name."
"I know that Zeb! What will it be called?"
"*It*?"
"*She*. What will she be called?"
"Naomi."
'*******'
End Episode
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