Nolfian Chronicles Part 1
Archer looked at what was on the screen before him. A total mess and obliterated buildings as Malcolm had originally put it. So much for cleaning up after themselves, he thought.
"T'Pol, anyone down there?" he looked and tried to read her face but as usual none of human signs.
T'Pol replied, after looking and checking her findings, "I am not sure but according to scans there are only two biosigns on the planet. One of them I recognise as Andorian" Archer's eyes widened slightly
"Andorian?"
"Yes Captain"
"Perhaps it's our old friend Shran but what he's doing here I haven't a clue"
A British accent arose from the tactical station, "Perhaps he may have something to do with the obliteration"
"Maybe. Do you recognise the other bio sign?"
T'Pol rechecked, she thought she may have missed something but found that her initial check had been correct. "No Captain"
On an old Ocarian battle cruiser millions of light years from Enterprise's position, Ocarians were going about their daily business. On the Bridge, it was circular and gray with black highlights and the décor was bland. It was as though they lived in black and gray.
In the middle of this circle three chairs were positioned, the outmost two slightly behind the middle one, sat an aged man. His features were faded but his eyes still had the fiery glance that they could hold.
"How far is it to Nolfia?" Another Ocarian to the left near the wall answered monotonously. "3 days is estimated Sir"
The man nodded.
On the planet the two bio signs found by Enterprise earlier were huddled in a corner. One was blue, with blonde hair and blue antenna. The other was wolf like in appearance, a long brown tail with a white tip protruding from her rear.
"How long has it been Kunama?"
"5 hours Shran and we have little food left"
"It would be better if it weren't so cold" The air was true to Shran's word, it was bitter and biting cold "Can I lean more?"
"Go ahead. You know..."
"Know what?"
"You look like hell gone cold"
Shran made a noise thatKunama thought a chuckle. She hope help would come soon, they wouldn't last forever though time dragged out. "You want to hear a bad joke?"
Shran looked at her and nodded, closing his eyes to clear his head. "Two men and a woman are hanging on a long line of rope that attached to a falling plane. One of the men goes "One of us is gonna hafta let go, or we all gonna die" after a long pause the woman says she'll let go and the men give her a large round of applause"
"Har. Har. Very amusing. What's that?" Shran lifted his arm to cast a shadow against his blue, chattering face. Kunama did the same and noticed a small, black object slowly moving towards them. "Perhaps they are here to kill us"
"Maybe. We should keep moving" Shran's face scrunched up, he hated to move. It was far too cold. But he nodded glumly.
They arose, Kunama hoisted their belongings, or what remained of them over her left shoulder, and Shran leant on her right side. They carefully moved to some barricaded rubble around 3 meters away, or so Kunama estimated but the moving object flew in that direction and landed before them.
"That's Starfleet" Shran uttered before he passed out.
Fre'ana caught him and heaved him over her free shoulder. She stood before the little carriage that rested before her. The door opened, Kunama held her breath. She knew little of this thing before her, and they only one who seemed to know was Shran.
Archer opened the door and had to put his hand over his eyes for the sun was glaring into his eyes. He carefully stepped out followed by an all too eager Engineer. Archer went foreword a little and registered the figure standing rigid in front of them. He could see the figure checking him out but he wasn't sure of the reason. He then studied the figure looks, wolf like with bite marks on his or her ears.
He then saw the heap that was leaning on her shoulder, he couldn't identify who exactly it was but knew it was an Andorian.
The figure finally spoke. "Who may I ask who are you?" The voice sounded very military but with the hint of softness.
"I am Captain Jonathon Archer of the Starship Enterprise. This is my Chief Engineer, Commander Charles Tucker. Can we have your name?"
The figure nodded. "I am Kunama, of the Nolfian Guard. Are you the people who destroyed this world?" Archer raised an eyebrow. Tucker answered her.
"No, we're not the ones"
"Are you sure?"
Tucker nodded. "My friend needs medical attention. I assume you have medical staff" Archer dipped his head. "Yes, Doctor Phlox is the best all round. Who's your friend?"
"I believe you have met him before. Shran"Kunama stepped foreword. She felt she could trust these people who looked so vulnerable.
"Yeah, we've met him before." Tucker exclaimed, rifting through his hair with one hand whilst settling the other on his hip. Fingers outstretched.
"Come on. Let's get Shran checked over"
Kunama nodded and went towards them, Tucker helped with getting Shran into the pod.
Archer sighed and followed suit. They eventually got the unconscious Andorian seated in the Pod; with him slightly resting on Kunama 's shoulder of which didn't seem to mind. "Let's go back to Enterprise Trip" Trip smiled slightly and piloted the little shuttle back towards Enterprise.
Archer sat opposite the two people. "So, how did you two meet?"
Kunama, whose had closed her eyes, opened them and studied the face of the Captain. "I saved his life once, we met again, he saved mine, twice in a row."
"Yes, Shran likes paying back his debts."
"You not like him?"
"He's alright. So, what race are you?"
"I did mention that earlier Captain." Kunama blinked twice. Archer could see it was a sign of irritation "I am from Nolfia. We owned it before it was decimated by enemy ranks. Orders came from the armies because the government was corrupt then and mainly full of greedy diplomats who didn't know what right and wrong was and all those who tried to set the governments were squashed like ka'jrk's"
"What's a ka'jrk?" Trip said loudly.
One of Kunama 's eyes darted towards Trip's direction, "I believe you would call it a fly or parasite"
Archer had noticed the trick Kunama had just preformed "How'd you do that?" The eye moved back to it normal position. "The eye?" Archer nodded. "It's a trick most Nolfians can't do, I have done it since I was a pup"
Archer raised his eyebrows but lowered them again. He set his head against the pod's wall. Kunama audibly sighed and yawned, revealing very canine like teeth, Archer noted the incisors were huge compared to that of a normal wolf or dog. Trip had noticed too. The tongue was huge and thin too.
Kunama regained her normal posture and noticed the two starring at her. "What is it you are staring at?"
Archer and Trip hastily apologised. Soft moans could be heard and Kunama felt the vibration of Shran's voice box. Archer and Kunama looked at Shran in unison. "Shran?" Kunama inquired. His voice was croaky and silent. "Where... are we?"
Kunama 's long, scarred ears twitched. "We are on a shuttle pod, with Captain Archer. Do you remember him?" Shran nodded, "How could I forget him" His eyes were still closed. Kunama placed a hand on his arm. "You're cold"
Archer reached into a storage bin and got a couple of blankets. "These should help" He removed the casings, stood and gently laid both over Shran.
Sorry guys, going to hafta leave at this point in time. I'll be back though and don't forget to Review!
