Title: Looks Can Be Deceiving.
Notes: Hey everybody! Sorry for writing another story, but I had to. I'm not sure if I can update this often, but I'll try.
The reason I wrote this story is because I have a TNG story, although it doesn't have a title yet. I have a DS9 story, called Soldier of Destruction, and I have a Voyager story, A New beginning. I thought that maybe I should write a TOS story, just to be fair, and that's what my muse wanted me to write. ^_^
Don't yell at me if you're waiting for more of my other stories. I have more written, but not full chapters. I'll try to finish the chapters though. I have more for Soldier of Destruction and A New Beginning. That's about it. I'm sorry. Feel free to e-mail me a lot to encourage me to write more. I don't mind, really. Just don't swear please.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or Star Trek. I wish I did though.
"So what's so important that you had to wake us all up on a Saturday?" Usagi asked.
"You're the only one who was asleep, Usagi. We all were awake before 2 in the afternoon." Rei said.
Setsuna looked around the room at each person. Everyone was there. All the inners, all the outers, Chibi-Usa and even Mamoru.
"An enemy has somehow broken through the time gates and gone to the future. We're not sure of their intentions, but they can't be good. We don't know who it is or even what gender it is. All we know is where and when it went and we need to bring them back." Setsuna stated, beginning the meeting.
"So, when we go there, we wont know to look for a man or a woman?" Haruka asked.
"No. I'm sorry."
"How do you know that it's an enemy?" Minako asked.
"It attacked and killed the person who took my place at the Time Gates."
"That's awful." Hotaru said as she leaned back on the sofa and Michiru put her arm around the young girl.
"Yes, and they need to be stopped before they kill someone else."
"What should we do?" Mamoru asked.
Setsuna took a few small objects from her subspace pocket. They were keys on gold chains.
"There are only five." Makoto commented. "Does that mean that only five of us are going?"
Setsuna nodded and said, "We still need some of you here to protect earth. I think that Ami, Minako, Hotaru, Haruka and Michiru should go."
Nods came from everyone.
"You'll be leaving as soon as possible, but Ami, I'd like to give you a chance to come up with excuse for your mom on where you'll be."
"Well, my mom is in Africa for six weeks. She left yesterday and wont be able to contact me until she gets to the airport to go home. I'm sure we'll be back by then."
"Alright then. You'll leave tomorrow morning. We'll all meet back here at 9."
With that said, everyone went back to what they were doing before they were called to the Temple.
Setsuna sighed heavily as she went back to her apartment to think about the following day.
Ensign Michel Taylor grinned as he adjusted the pips on his collar showing his rank. He then took a comb and slicked back his hair after wetting it a little.
He was very happy to be working on the Enterprise, and today was especially exciting for two reasons. 1. It was his first day, and 2. It was his birthday. He was going to have dinner with his sister that night to celebrate.
He felt lucky to be assigned to the Enterprise, and kind of guilty. He had wanted to work on the Enterprise since before he entered the Academy, and his dream was now coming true. He even got to work on the bridge at the science station. He felt guilty because he didn't think he deserved this. He felt like he got it because his sister, a Lieutenant on board, put in a good word for him with the Captain.
He wasn't the only one excited about this. He sister was also. She wanted to see the look on his face when he entered the bridge to see it for the first time, so she was going to walk with him to work. She was supposed to be there in about 20 minutes.
He was so excited about meeting Captain Kirk that he didn't hear his door chime until it rang a third time.
He quickly scrambled from the bathroom to the door where he expected to see his sister, even though she was early.
"You're early." he said as the door swished open.
"Am I? I dreadfully sorry." said an unfamiliar voice.
The smile that once played on the Ensigns' face was now replaced with a frown. "Who are you?" he asked. It apparently wasn't his sister.
The mans' eyes glowed a purple color as he pushed his was in, shoving the Ensign onto the couch.
Michel was about to stand up when a pair of strong hands grasped his neck. His eyes went wide when he realized that he was being deprived of oxygen. He clasped his hands onto the other mans' hands and tried to pull them off, but the attempt was futile.
Tears burned his eyes, but he refused to let them fall.
"Please? What do you want? What did I do?" he asked, trying to pry the fingers off.
The man finally let go of Ensign Taylor, dropping him on the floor. Michel was holding his throat now, gasping for breath.
The man took out a hypospray and asked, "Are you in pain?"
When Taylor didn't respond, the man went ahead and injected him. "This will make you feel better." he said. He then grabbed Michel by the hair and dragged him into the bedroom and threw him onto the bed.
"Here, let me give you some more." he said, and injected Michel again.
"You know, I don't think that it's working. Maybe I should give you some more. How does another 100 milligrams sound?" he said and injected Michel yet another time.
Michel was too dizzy to fight. His vision was blurring, and he couldn't breathe. He began to sob, thinking about his sister, who was a security officer, and how she would feel when she found out. She would probably blame herself, thinking that she could have stopped this from happening.
"Are you still alive? You certainly are stubborn. You're the kind of person Doctor McCoy would love to have. You refuse to die. Well, I guess I'll just have to do this the hard way." he said, and a black ball of energy began to form in the man's hand.
He walked to the other side of the room and positioned himself like he was a pitcher in a major league baseball game. "Batter up!" he yelled, and threw the ball at Michel making his body shake. But he was still alive. "Strike 1!" he repeated this until Michel died, at "strike 5" and the man grinned.
"Computer." he said, "What time is it?"
"The time is 0642." stated the monotonous computer.
"Thank you." he said, and went into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and he features began to change. He face changed into Ensign Taylor's face and his body changed to the Ensign's body. Now he looked exactly like the Ensign. Now the only thing he had to do was change his voice, but that wasn't hard. Within 60 seconds, his voice was identical to Ensign Taylor's. The new Michel Taylor grinned as he heard the door chime. She was right on time.
"Just a minute." he called and ran into the bedroom. He stood over the corpse and closed his eyes and a black funnel-shaped portal appeared over it. In seconds, the body was gone and the man was at the door.
"Good morning, Julia. Isn't it a find morning?" he said as the doors swished open revealing Julia Dowry, Michel's older sister.
"Indeed. Are you ready for you first shift on the Enterprise?" she asked as they walked down the hall and to the bridge.
"Yes." he said, his eyes glowing purple for a second. "I am very anxious to be working on the bridge."
Notes: So, what do you think? Is it good? Does it suck? Let me know. If there were any problems with anything, let me know. Thanks!
Notes: Hey everybody! Sorry for writing another story, but I had to. I'm not sure if I can update this often, but I'll try.
The reason I wrote this story is because I have a TNG story, although it doesn't have a title yet. I have a DS9 story, called Soldier of Destruction, and I have a Voyager story, A New beginning. I thought that maybe I should write a TOS story, just to be fair, and that's what my muse wanted me to write. ^_^
Don't yell at me if you're waiting for more of my other stories. I have more written, but not full chapters. I'll try to finish the chapters though. I have more for Soldier of Destruction and A New Beginning. That's about it. I'm sorry. Feel free to e-mail me a lot to encourage me to write more. I don't mind, really. Just don't swear please.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or Star Trek. I wish I did though.
"So what's so important that you had to wake us all up on a Saturday?" Usagi asked.
"You're the only one who was asleep, Usagi. We all were awake before 2 in the afternoon." Rei said.
Setsuna looked around the room at each person. Everyone was there. All the inners, all the outers, Chibi-Usa and even Mamoru.
"An enemy has somehow broken through the time gates and gone to the future. We're not sure of their intentions, but they can't be good. We don't know who it is or even what gender it is. All we know is where and when it went and we need to bring them back." Setsuna stated, beginning the meeting.
"So, when we go there, we wont know to look for a man or a woman?" Haruka asked.
"No. I'm sorry."
"How do you know that it's an enemy?" Minako asked.
"It attacked and killed the person who took my place at the Time Gates."
"That's awful." Hotaru said as she leaned back on the sofa and Michiru put her arm around the young girl.
"Yes, and they need to be stopped before they kill someone else."
"What should we do?" Mamoru asked.
Setsuna took a few small objects from her subspace pocket. They were keys on gold chains.
"There are only five." Makoto commented. "Does that mean that only five of us are going?"
Setsuna nodded and said, "We still need some of you here to protect earth. I think that Ami, Minako, Hotaru, Haruka and Michiru should go."
Nods came from everyone.
"You'll be leaving as soon as possible, but Ami, I'd like to give you a chance to come up with excuse for your mom on where you'll be."
"Well, my mom is in Africa for six weeks. She left yesterday and wont be able to contact me until she gets to the airport to go home. I'm sure we'll be back by then."
"Alright then. You'll leave tomorrow morning. We'll all meet back here at 9."
With that said, everyone went back to what they were doing before they were called to the Temple.
Setsuna sighed heavily as she went back to her apartment to think about the following day.
Ensign Michel Taylor grinned as he adjusted the pips on his collar showing his rank. He then took a comb and slicked back his hair after wetting it a little.
He was very happy to be working on the Enterprise, and today was especially exciting for two reasons. 1. It was his first day, and 2. It was his birthday. He was going to have dinner with his sister that night to celebrate.
He felt lucky to be assigned to the Enterprise, and kind of guilty. He had wanted to work on the Enterprise since before he entered the Academy, and his dream was now coming true. He even got to work on the bridge at the science station. He felt guilty because he didn't think he deserved this. He felt like he got it because his sister, a Lieutenant on board, put in a good word for him with the Captain.
He wasn't the only one excited about this. He sister was also. She wanted to see the look on his face when he entered the bridge to see it for the first time, so she was going to walk with him to work. She was supposed to be there in about 20 minutes.
He was so excited about meeting Captain Kirk that he didn't hear his door chime until it rang a third time.
He quickly scrambled from the bathroom to the door where he expected to see his sister, even though she was early.
"You're early." he said as the door swished open.
"Am I? I dreadfully sorry." said an unfamiliar voice.
The smile that once played on the Ensigns' face was now replaced with a frown. "Who are you?" he asked. It apparently wasn't his sister.
The mans' eyes glowed a purple color as he pushed his was in, shoving the Ensign onto the couch.
Michel was about to stand up when a pair of strong hands grasped his neck. His eyes went wide when he realized that he was being deprived of oxygen. He clasped his hands onto the other mans' hands and tried to pull them off, but the attempt was futile.
Tears burned his eyes, but he refused to let them fall.
"Please? What do you want? What did I do?" he asked, trying to pry the fingers off.
The man finally let go of Ensign Taylor, dropping him on the floor. Michel was holding his throat now, gasping for breath.
The man took out a hypospray and asked, "Are you in pain?"
When Taylor didn't respond, the man went ahead and injected him. "This will make you feel better." he said. He then grabbed Michel by the hair and dragged him into the bedroom and threw him onto the bed.
"Here, let me give you some more." he said, and injected Michel again.
"You know, I don't think that it's working. Maybe I should give you some more. How does another 100 milligrams sound?" he said and injected Michel yet another time.
Michel was too dizzy to fight. His vision was blurring, and he couldn't breathe. He began to sob, thinking about his sister, who was a security officer, and how she would feel when she found out. She would probably blame herself, thinking that she could have stopped this from happening.
"Are you still alive? You certainly are stubborn. You're the kind of person Doctor McCoy would love to have. You refuse to die. Well, I guess I'll just have to do this the hard way." he said, and a black ball of energy began to form in the man's hand.
He walked to the other side of the room and positioned himself like he was a pitcher in a major league baseball game. "Batter up!" he yelled, and threw the ball at Michel making his body shake. But he was still alive. "Strike 1!" he repeated this until Michel died, at "strike 5" and the man grinned.
"Computer." he said, "What time is it?"
"The time is 0642." stated the monotonous computer.
"Thank you." he said, and went into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and he features began to change. He face changed into Ensign Taylor's face and his body changed to the Ensign's body. Now he looked exactly like the Ensign. Now the only thing he had to do was change his voice, but that wasn't hard. Within 60 seconds, his voice was identical to Ensign Taylor's. The new Michel Taylor grinned as he heard the door chime. She was right on time.
"Just a minute." he called and ran into the bedroom. He stood over the corpse and closed his eyes and a black funnel-shaped portal appeared over it. In seconds, the body was gone and the man was at the door.
"Good morning, Julia. Isn't it a find morning?" he said as the doors swished open revealing Julia Dowry, Michel's older sister.
"Indeed. Are you ready for you first shift on the Enterprise?" she asked as they walked down the hall and to the bridge.
"Yes." he said, his eyes glowing purple for a second. "I am very anxious to be working on the bridge."
Notes: So, what do you think? Is it good? Does it suck? Let me know. If there were any problems with anything, let me know. Thanks!