The Hopper The following story line is mine. Don't try to copy it cause I'll get mad
In a like vain, Star Trek and all characters are the sole property of someone other than me.

My name is Deneb. I was named after a star. I always wanted to visit that star. I've never had the chance. I've never been to Deneb, no, but I've been to plenty of other stars.
It started when I was sixteen. Actually, the day I turned sixteen. I had been dreaming of adventuring as a traveling writer. If I had only known that when I awoke I would be launched on an adventure through time and outer space, I may have stayed asleep.

"Night, David"
"Night. Hey, it's your birthday tomorrow" the fourteen year old boy smiled at his older sister mischievously.
"Remember that did you?" Deneb Darling asked her brother from inside her door. She had to walk through his to get to hers and they had spent many nights standing just as they were, he on his side of the door, she on hers, throwing insults, homework assignments and family gossip back and forth.
"Just" he grinned back at her. She knew he had something planned, he'd been playing tricks on her for her birthday since he figured out how to shoot a rubber band.
"David you better not be planning anything nasty!" the nearly sixteen year old warned her beloved younger brother with a cocked eyebrow.
"Hey, you two are supposed to be in bed" a deep voice said lightly. The two teens looked to see their father. He was a tall man, broad in the shoulders and kind in his discipline. The two children genuinely liked their father and respected him. He was an archeologist and ancient studies professor at a local college. The siblings had spent every summer since David had learned to walk in places like sandy Egypt, crumbling Greece, and noisy Rome.
"We're going" David informed his father, who was now only a few inches taller than his son. Both males were brown haired and green eyed. Deneb thought they looked very much alike.
"Daniel, why are you keeping these two up?" their mother joined the party. She was not tall, about 5'4", but was a certain beauty. She was well trimmed, though not thin, had hazel green eyes and beautiful chestnut- red hair that waved its way just past her shoulders. She always looked like she was smiling. Deneb knew that she looked more like her mother than her father, but she secretly had no objections.
"Me?" Their father pointed to his own chest with an innocent look on his face, "Now, Dawn, you know I would never do a thing like that!" Their mother laughed and took his hand to lead him away.
"Go to bed you two, or you'll be exhausted in the morning!" she commanded sternly, but with a smile. Daniel and Dawn Darling left their children to finish their goodnights and shut the door behind them.
"Night, Neb" David said again with a conspiratorial wink and flicked his light off before crawling into his bed.
"Night, Davie" Deneb smiled back happily as she shut her door and turned her own light off. She crossed the small room to look out the window, where a beautiful golden-silver moon hung over the branches of a red maple that were only just reaching the bottom of her window sill. She sighed contentedly, aware that she had a good thing going.
And with that Deneb Katrine Darling went to bed on the eve of her sixteenth birthday, in a little town in Ohio, in March of 2003.

"Hey! Hey! Kid, can ya hear me? Hey, kid!"
Someone was slapping her. It was cold.
"Hey kid, you'd better get up before you get hurt!"
Deneb opened her eyes. A tall man was standing over her, bald with a big hook nose and a long, heavy fur coat. He had a bottle of something in his hand, by the smell of it strong stuff, and was offering her his hand. She suddenly realized she was lying in dirt and so took it and quickly stood up.
"Here" the strange man thrust a coat at her. It was dirty but Deneb was freezing in what seemed to be the early morning dew which was soaking through her pajamas. She looked around. There were tall forest trees beyond what looked like some kind of refuge camp.
"The name's Zephrim Cochran" the man introduced himself. Deneb was very confused as she looked up at him fearfully.
"Where am I?"