Disclaimer; I don't own voyager, Tom Paris, Harry, Janeway etc. but
the storyline is all mine you may get ideas but it has to be completely
different, the S.E.F is all mine too. Plus Turner, knight, Davis, Madison
and the Mothsa, are mine, don't use them otherwise read and enjoy.
Rating: PG-13 to be on the safe side, but if you really wants to read it. I'm not stopping you; it's only Pg-13 cause of violence death, angst and all that stuff.
Summary; Tom Paris is not who he appears to be, he is an agent for the S.E.F (Special Elite forces) When he is sent 10 fresh new agents to train, it is a matter of time before the cover breaks, but that is not all which is on their mind.
Chapter 5 of????? A lot though but I don't know exactly. I will post as quickly as I can. Plus this is a series so if you like it and more with the Tom is an agent the next chapter is coming SOON!!! Reviews, Reviews, Reviews. Get the hint?
Thanks to H Louise. AGAIN for beta reading this chapter.
The depth of a lie ******************
Chapter 5: The Mothsa
Chapter 5: The Mothsa.
Paris was making his way back to his quarters, when he heard the scream. He knew straight away who it was and hurried around the corner. Harry was in trouble. Ok so he wasn't really the green Starfleet officers' friend, but he didn't want him to die, he didn't want anyone one this ship to die. Paris rounded the corner wondering if he was too late, that Harry had already lost to the creature's cruel attack on him. He looked at Harry lying on the floor, alive. His eyes were open, blood pouring out of his left arm. The creature stood above the stricken Ensign, looking down, awaiting the perfect moment to go for the kill, but Paris knew he wasn't going to let that happen. Paris rushed forward and punched the creature in the back of its head; it turned its eyes meeting Paris', looking annoyed at the man for disrupting him, while hunting. The creature's eyes showed anger, and no fear for the man in front of him, but Paris saw the change in the creature's eyes as he realised who he was. The man, from the corridor. In that exact instant, the creature forgot about his weakened prey, which lay helplessly behind watching this scene with utter shock. Paris looked into the creature's eyes, no fear dared showed it's face in his eyes, it hadn't done in a while. Paris brought his fist up and hit the creature, with one big blow. And with that the creature ran, leaving Paris wondering only one thing, why hadn't it fought back, or rather, why couldn't it fight back?
****
Paris looked down at Harry, he had known that Harry had watched the entire scene that took place just a minute ago. It was going to make Paris look suspicious; Harry would ask questions, lots of them. But he was going to sort that out later, at the moment Harry needed to get to sickbay.
"Computer, emergency transport to sickbay," Paris said quickly, and a warm, blue glow formed around them.
****
Paris and Kim materialised in sickbay, and instantly Paris was ready to help Harry onto the bio-bed. The Doctor appeared, from his office with a worried expression on his face.
"What happened?" The Doc said walking over to the bio-bed, on which Harry lay. The Doctor scanned the now unconscious Ensign Kim, and gave him a hypospray. Paris looked down at the young man, he had to get out of here, and he had to find that creature, find out what it was doing in the Delta quadrant.
****
Janeway walked on to deck 5, the Doctor had just informed her about the attack on Harry, and that he was going to be ok. She walked into sickbay, and bumped in to Tom Paris. "Tom, I haven't informed the crew about Ensign Kim's encounter yet, and you're not on duty, what are you doing here?" Janeway said, no anger in her voice.
"Mr Paris did the emergency transport to sickbay," the Doc said entering into the conversation. "Mr Kim is stable and will make a full recovery, he got pretty bashed up, small concussion, and multiple bruises and I'm going to keep him sedated for the night. I'm giving him two days off duty after that." The Doctor's eyes drifted over to Paris' but then looked at the Captain.
"Thank you Doctor," Janeway said also watching Paris curiously, but she dismissed her thoughts and walked out of sickbay, giving Paris a quick nod.
****
Paris saw the glances he got from both the Doctor and the Captain, but they weren't accusing eyes staring at him, they were curious, and worried one's. Paris knew he had to brief the agents on the matter, and soon, he didn't want any more lives to be lost.
****
Knight walked into the Holodeck, she didn't expect to find anyone, it was 03:30 and training didn't start till 0400 hours, but she wanted to practice her combat skills, to get a head start. Knight walked into the room and was momentarily surprised to see Paris fighting a holographic character. Knight regained her self-control and walked over to Paris, this was a perfect opportunity to figure him out. As Knight started to make her way over Paris made the final move on his challenger, tripping him up and finally defeating him with a kick. Knight admired Paris' abilities and wondered if she should make herself visible and say hello.
*One can't figure a person, out if she doesn't even talk to him* Knight thought stepping forward, opening her mouth, preparing to make herself known.
"Yes Knight," Paris said not even turning around, to see if his assumptions were correct.
"Urm, how did you know it was me, sir?" Knight said, a little caught off guard.
"Because only two of the agents would ever come early, that's you and Turner," Paris said turning around to face Knight.
"Oh, how did you know it was me and not Turner?" Knight said still slightly confused.
"I didn't, I guessed," Paris said merely. "Now, why are you half an hour early?" Paris asked, he knew perfectly well why she was early, she wanted to get a head start, she wanted to be the best, she wanted to survive.
"Oh, just to practice, you know how it is," Knight said a little uneasily. Even though she respected Paris, she was still slightly uneasy around him, when she was on her own that is, there was so much she didn't know about him, and Knight liked to know who she was really talking to.
"Yeah I know," Paris paused, something had been nagging at him today. "Your friends with Casey, right?" Paris said a little unsure, he knew what he needed to find out, but how was a different matter.
"Yeah, why?" Knight answered, wondering what he was going on about.
"Do you think that she's a little young for this type of training?" Paris asked, he already knew the answer, but he wanted to know how many, if any of the agents knew as well, and if anyone would know it would be Knight.
"All I know is that she excelled in class, and was moved up a couple of years, but other than that." Knight said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Oh ok, I was just wondering," Paris realised that Knight only knew the basics, she didn't know that the entire mission, was for Casey. Paris then realised something even bigger,
*Does Casey know? * Paris got up and walked over to the door. "I'm going to have a shower, I'll be back by 0400 hours," Paris said walking out of the door, it was a lie, but he was no stranger to that.
****
Janeway sat in her office, it was very late, or very early but, she was worried about a number of things, one of them being the killing creature, on the ship, and two was Tom Paris. She had noticed that since the 10 Ensign's arrival on board he had been acting strangely, and had seemed to become friends with all of them. Not that socialising was unusual for her outgoing pilot. But most strange was that she had got reports of them going in to the holodeck late at night, Janeway puzzled. These thoughts had been running through her head ever since she found Casey crying in Tom's quarters. Janeway stopped her line of thoughts and started thinking about the bigger problem at hand. The creature.
****
The creature roamed the lower decks, he was found out, they now knew he was here. He looked at the surrounding people, they were going about their daily business, he could sense what they felt, anger, fear, panic. When he looked at his victim before the kill it was always the same no matter what species, age, gender, he always could sense the same emotions, until now. When he had looked that man in the eye, there was nothing; no fear, nothing, this one was different from the rest, and he would cause a problem when the others come.
****
Paris walked into holodeck two, he did have a shower in the end. The agents were already there, practising their moves. Paris knew that they knew something about the creature, but not much, today he would tell them: tell them what they had to do to survive.
"Everyone gather round, I need to tell you something," Paris said, as the agents walked over, trying to keep their nerves at bay. "You all know that there is a creature roaming the ship, it has already claimed one life," Paris paused, he saw Casey dip her head down, "and has injured another. Now this creature is called a Mothsakia, or a Mothsa for short, the S.E.F have encountered and studied the Mothsakians, but Starfleet know nothing at all about it's kind, and they cannot find out. The Mothsakians were underestimated and seen as a primitive race, they are a lot more powerful than you may think, even though they cannot make ships they can lean how to control one just by observing, and learning. The Mothsakians communicate by telepathy and empathy, which is also how they learn. They do not communicate with other species. Now the problem at hand is a big one, we have one on board. They stowaway, then slowly make themselves known, once they get all the information on how to control the ship, they then call for backup from their nearest stolen ship. I do not know if the Mothsa on board has already contacted for help, but it will be soon: when they come to take over the ship and add it to their collection. But I am not going to let that happen, and your going help me." Paris said finishing off the briefing and taking a deep breath. He looked at the shocked faces around him, they weren't ready, but they didn't have time, he had to hurry.
"How do we defeat them," Turner asked, controlling his panic.
"I don't know, but I do know that if they sense you're not afraid, they don't attack. They are frightened of us if we are not scared of them," Paris said looking at them. Knight was looking slightly more confident, Casey wasn't. "Training will be from midnight until 0600 hours, the training will include emotional control. In the mean time don't talk about this to anyone we can't risk this being spilled to the crew, if the crew panic, this will turn out even worse. Everyone practice your combat skills, then we will try the simulations." Paris said walking over to the controls of the holodeck, this was going to be very hard, and people might find them out, they could get exposed, and if that happened there would be no hope.
****
Harry Kim walked out of sickbay he was still in shock, about the creature yes, but also about Tom; the creature had seemed afraid of him. Harry needed answers and now.
"Computer where is Tom Paris?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Tom Paris is in holodeck two," The computer replied. Harry started to make his way toward the holodeck, when he heard a familiar voice behind him, it was Neelix.
"Ensign Kim. Harry," Neelix called, running up to the dark-haired man. "I heard that you got attacked by that monster that's on the ship!"
"It's a creature Neelix, not a monster," Harry said, hastily trying to get into the turbolift, he needed to find Tom.
"You should rest, I'll take you to your quarters," Neelix said, following him into the turbolift.
"Neelix, I'm fine." He said almost impatiently.
"Deck 4." Neelix stated, "we will get you to your quarters in no time." There was no room for argument.
*I'll speak to Tom later * Harry thought *I'll find out what's going on. *
**** Paris started up the simulations, he had put them into two groups of five, each group had a good chance, and they worked together well. The teams each did a mission separated apart from each other. Each team would do the chosen mission, get a score then the next team, who was in the other section of the holodeck would be marked on the same mission. The last team to go in had Casey, Turner and Knight; they completed the level but only just. Their team completed the scenario the best; their score was 1253. Paris was impressed, this was good for a first go.
****
Janeway looked around the Bridge, Tom was late, he had been late before, but she was starting to wonder where he was. Tom Paris strolled through the turbolift doors at 10 minutes late, only just finishing the training session. It was a perfectly plausible excuse, but not when the people you're telling it to don't know what it's for. So a backup excuse was in order.
"Sorry Captain my alarm didn't go off," Paris said without missing a beat while making his way to the helm. He knew she didn't believe him, he had used that one before, but she let him off.
"Make it up at the end of your shift Mr Paris," Janeway said looking at him, he was lying, and it was a terrible thought to have but it was true, something was going on with Tom Paris.
****
The Mothsa crawled into the cargo bay. Looking around it listened intently.
*They're nearly here, I can hear them. * The Mothsa thought, *It's time. *
****
Sorry this took so long to get on the net, I had exams, and I don't anymore so the updates will return to being more regular. I really need reviews and even ideas, you see if I get a review it pushes me to write more, so if you want to see more review. Please!
Rating: PG-13 to be on the safe side, but if you really wants to read it. I'm not stopping you; it's only Pg-13 cause of violence death, angst and all that stuff.
Summary; Tom Paris is not who he appears to be, he is an agent for the S.E.F (Special Elite forces) When he is sent 10 fresh new agents to train, it is a matter of time before the cover breaks, but that is not all which is on their mind.
Chapter 5 of????? A lot though but I don't know exactly. I will post as quickly as I can. Plus this is a series so if you like it and more with the Tom is an agent the next chapter is coming SOON!!! Reviews, Reviews, Reviews. Get the hint?
Thanks to H Louise. AGAIN for beta reading this chapter.
The depth of a lie ******************
Chapter 5: The Mothsa
Chapter 5: The Mothsa.
Paris was making his way back to his quarters, when he heard the scream. He knew straight away who it was and hurried around the corner. Harry was in trouble. Ok so he wasn't really the green Starfleet officers' friend, but he didn't want him to die, he didn't want anyone one this ship to die. Paris rounded the corner wondering if he was too late, that Harry had already lost to the creature's cruel attack on him. He looked at Harry lying on the floor, alive. His eyes were open, blood pouring out of his left arm. The creature stood above the stricken Ensign, looking down, awaiting the perfect moment to go for the kill, but Paris knew he wasn't going to let that happen. Paris rushed forward and punched the creature in the back of its head; it turned its eyes meeting Paris', looking annoyed at the man for disrupting him, while hunting. The creature's eyes showed anger, and no fear for the man in front of him, but Paris saw the change in the creature's eyes as he realised who he was. The man, from the corridor. In that exact instant, the creature forgot about his weakened prey, which lay helplessly behind watching this scene with utter shock. Paris looked into the creature's eyes, no fear dared showed it's face in his eyes, it hadn't done in a while. Paris brought his fist up and hit the creature, with one big blow. And with that the creature ran, leaving Paris wondering only one thing, why hadn't it fought back, or rather, why couldn't it fight back?
****
Paris looked down at Harry, he had known that Harry had watched the entire scene that took place just a minute ago. It was going to make Paris look suspicious; Harry would ask questions, lots of them. But he was going to sort that out later, at the moment Harry needed to get to sickbay.
"Computer, emergency transport to sickbay," Paris said quickly, and a warm, blue glow formed around them.
****
Paris and Kim materialised in sickbay, and instantly Paris was ready to help Harry onto the bio-bed. The Doctor appeared, from his office with a worried expression on his face.
"What happened?" The Doc said walking over to the bio-bed, on which Harry lay. The Doctor scanned the now unconscious Ensign Kim, and gave him a hypospray. Paris looked down at the young man, he had to get out of here, and he had to find that creature, find out what it was doing in the Delta quadrant.
****
Janeway walked on to deck 5, the Doctor had just informed her about the attack on Harry, and that he was going to be ok. She walked into sickbay, and bumped in to Tom Paris. "Tom, I haven't informed the crew about Ensign Kim's encounter yet, and you're not on duty, what are you doing here?" Janeway said, no anger in her voice.
"Mr Paris did the emergency transport to sickbay," the Doc said entering into the conversation. "Mr Kim is stable and will make a full recovery, he got pretty bashed up, small concussion, and multiple bruises and I'm going to keep him sedated for the night. I'm giving him two days off duty after that." The Doctor's eyes drifted over to Paris' but then looked at the Captain.
"Thank you Doctor," Janeway said also watching Paris curiously, but she dismissed her thoughts and walked out of sickbay, giving Paris a quick nod.
****
Paris saw the glances he got from both the Doctor and the Captain, but they weren't accusing eyes staring at him, they were curious, and worried one's. Paris knew he had to brief the agents on the matter, and soon, he didn't want any more lives to be lost.
****
Knight walked into the Holodeck, she didn't expect to find anyone, it was 03:30 and training didn't start till 0400 hours, but she wanted to practice her combat skills, to get a head start. Knight walked into the room and was momentarily surprised to see Paris fighting a holographic character. Knight regained her self-control and walked over to Paris, this was a perfect opportunity to figure him out. As Knight started to make her way over Paris made the final move on his challenger, tripping him up and finally defeating him with a kick. Knight admired Paris' abilities and wondered if she should make herself visible and say hello.
*One can't figure a person, out if she doesn't even talk to him* Knight thought stepping forward, opening her mouth, preparing to make herself known.
"Yes Knight," Paris said not even turning around, to see if his assumptions were correct.
"Urm, how did you know it was me, sir?" Knight said, a little caught off guard.
"Because only two of the agents would ever come early, that's you and Turner," Paris said turning around to face Knight.
"Oh, how did you know it was me and not Turner?" Knight said still slightly confused.
"I didn't, I guessed," Paris said merely. "Now, why are you half an hour early?" Paris asked, he knew perfectly well why she was early, she wanted to get a head start, she wanted to be the best, she wanted to survive.
"Oh, just to practice, you know how it is," Knight said a little uneasily. Even though she respected Paris, she was still slightly uneasy around him, when she was on her own that is, there was so much she didn't know about him, and Knight liked to know who she was really talking to.
"Yeah I know," Paris paused, something had been nagging at him today. "Your friends with Casey, right?" Paris said a little unsure, he knew what he needed to find out, but how was a different matter.
"Yeah, why?" Knight answered, wondering what he was going on about.
"Do you think that she's a little young for this type of training?" Paris asked, he already knew the answer, but he wanted to know how many, if any of the agents knew as well, and if anyone would know it would be Knight.
"All I know is that she excelled in class, and was moved up a couple of years, but other than that." Knight said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Oh ok, I was just wondering," Paris realised that Knight only knew the basics, she didn't know that the entire mission, was for Casey. Paris then realised something even bigger,
*Does Casey know? * Paris got up and walked over to the door. "I'm going to have a shower, I'll be back by 0400 hours," Paris said walking out of the door, it was a lie, but he was no stranger to that.
****
Janeway sat in her office, it was very late, or very early but, she was worried about a number of things, one of them being the killing creature, on the ship, and two was Tom Paris. She had noticed that since the 10 Ensign's arrival on board he had been acting strangely, and had seemed to become friends with all of them. Not that socialising was unusual for her outgoing pilot. But most strange was that she had got reports of them going in to the holodeck late at night, Janeway puzzled. These thoughts had been running through her head ever since she found Casey crying in Tom's quarters. Janeway stopped her line of thoughts and started thinking about the bigger problem at hand. The creature.
****
The creature roamed the lower decks, he was found out, they now knew he was here. He looked at the surrounding people, they were going about their daily business, he could sense what they felt, anger, fear, panic. When he looked at his victim before the kill it was always the same no matter what species, age, gender, he always could sense the same emotions, until now. When he had looked that man in the eye, there was nothing; no fear, nothing, this one was different from the rest, and he would cause a problem when the others come.
****
Paris walked into holodeck two, he did have a shower in the end. The agents were already there, practising their moves. Paris knew that they knew something about the creature, but not much, today he would tell them: tell them what they had to do to survive.
"Everyone gather round, I need to tell you something," Paris said, as the agents walked over, trying to keep their nerves at bay. "You all know that there is a creature roaming the ship, it has already claimed one life," Paris paused, he saw Casey dip her head down, "and has injured another. Now this creature is called a Mothsakia, or a Mothsa for short, the S.E.F have encountered and studied the Mothsakians, but Starfleet know nothing at all about it's kind, and they cannot find out. The Mothsakians were underestimated and seen as a primitive race, they are a lot more powerful than you may think, even though they cannot make ships they can lean how to control one just by observing, and learning. The Mothsakians communicate by telepathy and empathy, which is also how they learn. They do not communicate with other species. Now the problem at hand is a big one, we have one on board. They stowaway, then slowly make themselves known, once they get all the information on how to control the ship, they then call for backup from their nearest stolen ship. I do not know if the Mothsa on board has already contacted for help, but it will be soon: when they come to take over the ship and add it to their collection. But I am not going to let that happen, and your going help me." Paris said finishing off the briefing and taking a deep breath. He looked at the shocked faces around him, they weren't ready, but they didn't have time, he had to hurry.
"How do we defeat them," Turner asked, controlling his panic.
"I don't know, but I do know that if they sense you're not afraid, they don't attack. They are frightened of us if we are not scared of them," Paris said looking at them. Knight was looking slightly more confident, Casey wasn't. "Training will be from midnight until 0600 hours, the training will include emotional control. In the mean time don't talk about this to anyone we can't risk this being spilled to the crew, if the crew panic, this will turn out even worse. Everyone practice your combat skills, then we will try the simulations." Paris said walking over to the controls of the holodeck, this was going to be very hard, and people might find them out, they could get exposed, and if that happened there would be no hope.
****
Harry Kim walked out of sickbay he was still in shock, about the creature yes, but also about Tom; the creature had seemed afraid of him. Harry needed answers and now.
"Computer where is Tom Paris?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Tom Paris is in holodeck two," The computer replied. Harry started to make his way toward the holodeck, when he heard a familiar voice behind him, it was Neelix.
"Ensign Kim. Harry," Neelix called, running up to the dark-haired man. "I heard that you got attacked by that monster that's on the ship!"
"It's a creature Neelix, not a monster," Harry said, hastily trying to get into the turbolift, he needed to find Tom.
"You should rest, I'll take you to your quarters," Neelix said, following him into the turbolift.
"Neelix, I'm fine." He said almost impatiently.
"Deck 4." Neelix stated, "we will get you to your quarters in no time." There was no room for argument.
*I'll speak to Tom later * Harry thought *I'll find out what's going on. *
**** Paris started up the simulations, he had put them into two groups of five, each group had a good chance, and they worked together well. The teams each did a mission separated apart from each other. Each team would do the chosen mission, get a score then the next team, who was in the other section of the holodeck would be marked on the same mission. The last team to go in had Casey, Turner and Knight; they completed the level but only just. Their team completed the scenario the best; their score was 1253. Paris was impressed, this was good for a first go.
****
Janeway looked around the Bridge, Tom was late, he had been late before, but she was starting to wonder where he was. Tom Paris strolled through the turbolift doors at 10 minutes late, only just finishing the training session. It was a perfectly plausible excuse, but not when the people you're telling it to don't know what it's for. So a backup excuse was in order.
"Sorry Captain my alarm didn't go off," Paris said without missing a beat while making his way to the helm. He knew she didn't believe him, he had used that one before, but she let him off.
"Make it up at the end of your shift Mr Paris," Janeway said looking at him, he was lying, and it was a terrible thought to have but it was true, something was going on with Tom Paris.
****
The Mothsa crawled into the cargo bay. Looking around it listened intently.
*They're nearly here, I can hear them. * The Mothsa thought, *It's time. *
****
Sorry this took so long to get on the net, I had exams, and I don't anymore so the updates will return to being more regular. I really need reviews and even ideas, you see if I get a review it pushes me to write more, so if you want to see more review. Please!