Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek. If I did own Star Trek, I would use it to create a major religion. The followers of the Star Trek religion would be putty in my hands. HAHAHA

Authors notes: Ladybug the 3rd (aka Twinny) and I are co writing a story, look out for it!

Very important: I made a few major additions to the last chapter, so the story will flow better. Please go back and reread the end of the last chapter.

A few days and a few lessons later, Zandile was getting quite good at using her telepathic powers. The Vulcan meditation techniques she had learned from Spock helped Zandile focus when using her abilities. She had learned mind meld techniques and had practiced them on Lynette, who had been persuaded to help Zandile practice. Using a mind meld, Zandile had taught Lynette the Vulcan meditations, which Lynette said she could use to help her focus while studying.

Zandile was getting ready for her duty shift when there was an announcement over the ship wide intercom. "We have arrived at the edge of sector 945. All stellar cartographers please report astrometrics. Engineers, double check all sensor relays to make sure they are fully operational."

After the announcement ended, Zandile heard the door of Lynette's bedroom swish open. "What was that?" Asked Lynette groggily. She rubbed her eyes and blinked at the bright light in the living room.

"We've arrived at sector 945. I have to go on duty soon. I'll be on the bridge if you need me. You could go to Engineering if you get bored. They could always use an extra pair of hands." Said Zandile, putting her collar pips on and fixing her comm badge.

"I'll be fine, sis. I'm going back to bed now." Said Lynette, turning to go back to bed.

"See you later."

A few minutes later, Zandile was on the bridge. The science officers were analyzing scans that had been taken by the damaged vessel that had gone through the sector years ago. Captain Picard was in his chair.

"What are the approximate coordinates of the system where the other crew had hallucinations?"

A science officer piped up, "Sir, the sensor logs were very incomplete. The system is about 10 light-years away, along the same heading we are already on."

"Thank you," said Picard. "Helm, continue on this heading, increase speed to warp 7."

"Aye, Aye, sir" said the helmsman.

Not long later, they had arrived at the system. Careful scans were made of the system and sent to stellar cartography for mapping. Science officers were trying to find any unusual phenomenon.

"The fourth planet is M class. There is a strong dampening field of some sort that is preventing scans for life signs." Said Data at the other helm station, analyzing information and correlating it in his super speed brain.

"I wouldn't recommend proceeding until we can further scan the planet. We don't know what could be hiding there." Said Zandile, engrossed at the security console, with the scan results were scrolling across it.

"Captain, should we approach the planet?" Asked Data.

There was no reply.

Data swiveled around in his chair, and Zandile looked up. The entire bridge crew, with the exception of Data, were all in some sort of trance. As Zandile focused concentration away from her sensor scans, she suddenly felt a huge psychic pressure on her. Zandile used her new Vulcan techniques to drive out the influence.

"What's going on, Lieutenant?" Asked Data.

"I feel a psychic presence, it's trying to get me to listen to it, and distract me. There are people on that planet that are trying to distract us."

Suddenly, Captain Picard, still in a trance, stood up and walked to the helm, where the helmsman was in a trance. Before Data could stop him, Captain Picard had pressed several buttons. The ship turned in a graceful arc and sped into warp the way it had come.

This seems like a good place to stop. I stayed up late writing this, people, please review!