Disclaimer: I don't own Star trek. Nyaa. But I do own Hoku and Pallee.
Nyaa.
PealrGirl: Thanks for the review! Yup. Spock IS a hopeless case, isn't he?
Chapter Three: ~Flashback~
Pitter Patter. Pitter Patter.
Water against stone. Weathering it's life away.
Nothing moved except the drops of stained blue water.
And then something happened. Nothing had happened for a long time on Liberty VIII. Not that there had actually been anyone there to see nothing happening. Liberty VIII had no native population.
Eight pillars of light appeared in a clearing in the forest. Which were, considering it was, and always had been, night time on LVIII, extremely bright.
Soon, the six pillars resolved themselves into six beings. Two of which were different from the rest. One of those two unnoticed as different, just accepted. The other not.
"Fascinating." The accepted different one spoke, "my research states that it is always night here."
"But how do the plants survive?" Another asked, looking about him, "they need Photosynthesis, don't they?"
"I'm not the Botanist, Mr. Sulu. You tell me." Kirk took a step forwards and collided with a branch, "um.where'd I put my torch?"
"It's hooked onto your belt." Nichole muttered snippily, "where you ordered us to put ours."
Hoku glowered at Nichole through the darkness. That silly cow was even putting her own Captain down.
"So, why'd we come here again?" Sulu asked, unhooking his own torch and turning it on, shining it directly into Spock's eyes, "oh, sorry sir."
"We came here because of an unusual energy reading coming from this spot." Spock squinted, "and because Liberty VIII is uninhabited, it is indeed feasible that there is something going on down here."
"In other words," McCoy spoke for the first time, "we're being nosy."
"What kind of energy source?" A Red Shirt inquired, leaning back against a tree.
"That is yet to be identified."
Hoku listened to the conversation without saying a word. She was used to it being that way. Give no opinion until asked.
"Well," another Red Shirt, a female, piped up, "I say lets get going. The faster we 'identify' this power source, the faster we get back home."
"We will not get home," Spock argued lightly, "we will get back to the ship."
"Which, for me, is considered home." Female Red Shirt retorted.
'And me,' Hoku couldn't help but think, 'weird.'
"Right. Enough of this. The energy source is coming from.thattaway." Kirk pointed, "so methinks that it's thattaway we go."
They headed off. The rain continued to pour down upon them gently, the Pitter Patter rhythm imperturbable.
Soon they came to a cave. It was one of those ones you expect to see in a horror movie, with sharp points of rock digging themselves up from the floor, and dust everywhere.
Everyone hesitated.
"C'mon," Kirk was the only one who didn't, "this is where the Power's coming from. Hmm. On second thoughts, two of you can stand guard outside. Hoku, you and Pallee stay out here."
"Right." The female Red Shirt, apparently named Pallee, nodded and sat on a wet rock. Hoku went stood beside her without a word.
"Okay." Kirk took out his scanner, "into the cave then."
After the other six had walked into the cave, their footsteps echoing back to the two who had remained outside, Pallee sighed and kicked up some mud. In the direction of Hoku's uniform.
"Oh!" Pallee bit her lip, "sorry!" She stood up, "er."
"Er what?" Hoku asked, scraping the mud off her dress and flinging it onto the floor.
"Well.I was waiting for your name, actu - what was that?"
They both paused and listened. There was some sort of commotion coming from inside the cave.
TO BE CONTINUED.Obviously.
[A/N]: I own Pallee. She's all mine. She's in the first story I ever posted, First Impressions.
PealrGirl: Thanks for the review! Yup. Spock IS a hopeless case, isn't he?
Chapter Three: ~Flashback~
Pitter Patter. Pitter Patter.
Water against stone. Weathering it's life away.
Nothing moved except the drops of stained blue water.
And then something happened. Nothing had happened for a long time on Liberty VIII. Not that there had actually been anyone there to see nothing happening. Liberty VIII had no native population.
Eight pillars of light appeared in a clearing in the forest. Which were, considering it was, and always had been, night time on LVIII, extremely bright.
Soon, the six pillars resolved themselves into six beings. Two of which were different from the rest. One of those two unnoticed as different, just accepted. The other not.
"Fascinating." The accepted different one spoke, "my research states that it is always night here."
"But how do the plants survive?" Another asked, looking about him, "they need Photosynthesis, don't they?"
"I'm not the Botanist, Mr. Sulu. You tell me." Kirk took a step forwards and collided with a branch, "um.where'd I put my torch?"
"It's hooked onto your belt." Nichole muttered snippily, "where you ordered us to put ours."
Hoku glowered at Nichole through the darkness. That silly cow was even putting her own Captain down.
"So, why'd we come here again?" Sulu asked, unhooking his own torch and turning it on, shining it directly into Spock's eyes, "oh, sorry sir."
"We came here because of an unusual energy reading coming from this spot." Spock squinted, "and because Liberty VIII is uninhabited, it is indeed feasible that there is something going on down here."
"In other words," McCoy spoke for the first time, "we're being nosy."
"What kind of energy source?" A Red Shirt inquired, leaning back against a tree.
"That is yet to be identified."
Hoku listened to the conversation without saying a word. She was used to it being that way. Give no opinion until asked.
"Well," another Red Shirt, a female, piped up, "I say lets get going. The faster we 'identify' this power source, the faster we get back home."
"We will not get home," Spock argued lightly, "we will get back to the ship."
"Which, for me, is considered home." Female Red Shirt retorted.
'And me,' Hoku couldn't help but think, 'weird.'
"Right. Enough of this. The energy source is coming from.thattaway." Kirk pointed, "so methinks that it's thattaway we go."
They headed off. The rain continued to pour down upon them gently, the Pitter Patter rhythm imperturbable.
Soon they came to a cave. It was one of those ones you expect to see in a horror movie, with sharp points of rock digging themselves up from the floor, and dust everywhere.
Everyone hesitated.
"C'mon," Kirk was the only one who didn't, "this is where the Power's coming from. Hmm. On second thoughts, two of you can stand guard outside. Hoku, you and Pallee stay out here."
"Right." The female Red Shirt, apparently named Pallee, nodded and sat on a wet rock. Hoku went stood beside her without a word.
"Okay." Kirk took out his scanner, "into the cave then."
After the other six had walked into the cave, their footsteps echoing back to the two who had remained outside, Pallee sighed and kicked up some mud. In the direction of Hoku's uniform.
"Oh!" Pallee bit her lip, "sorry!" She stood up, "er."
"Er what?" Hoku asked, scraping the mud off her dress and flinging it onto the floor.
"Well.I was waiting for your name, actu - what was that?"
They both paused and listened. There was some sort of commotion coming from inside the cave.
TO BE CONTINUED.Obviously.
[A/N]: I own Pallee. She's all mine. She's in the first story I ever posted, First Impressions.