Trix was dragged along corridors for what seemed like hours, but in reality it was just a couple of minutes. Her skin had begun to peel away from her face and she looked very pale, her eyes were the only part of her body that was keeping colour. They were still their sharp blue colour.

They soon came to a door, which, when a Suliban pressed a button, slid back to reveal a short corridor with another door at the end. The light in the corridor was bright and it took Trix a few seconds for her eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness. The rest of the place that she had been in the lights had been dim. They walked along and the second door opened. They stepped through the doorway and Trix found herself in a large room. On her right there was a platform and a streak of light coming down from the ceiling. In the centre of the light was a dark shadowy figure.

Trix was pulled along to stand in front of the platform where the figure would be able to see her more clearly.

"Welcome." The figure said, his voice slightly distorted. Trix knew who he was. He was the Suliban Cabal leader, a man from the future.

"What do you want with me?" Trix's voice was shaky as she was loosing strength. She felt as though she could loose consciousness at any time. The only thing that was keeping her standing were the two Suliban guards holding her arms and stopping her from attacking their commander again. Even though she wanted to, she didn't have the strength to do it.

"Information." The figure's voice sounded nearly emotionless, like a Vulcan's, a species that Trix knew a lot about, especially their Science officer, T'Pol.

"About what?" the young girl kept her eyes fixed on him, trying to make out what he looked like, but it was no use.

"Your ship. The Enterprise. You have the knowledge of the ship and its crew." The figure replied, keeping a still posture.

Trix swallowed and gave her response. "I ain't tellin' you nothin'." She shook her head slightly as she spoke, her hair gently waved with the movement.

"We don't want to harm you Trix. We just want the information. Give it to us and you won't be harmed."

"And I'm tellin' you… I'd rather die than give anythin' to you." Trix added emphasis onto the word 'die' as she spoke, her voice was filled with anger and tension.

The Suliban commander that Trix had previously attacked moved forward ready for commands.

"So be it. I had hoped that you would co-operate with us than reduce us to using such methods on a child of your age." The figure continued to stay still, his words bringing a shiver down the girl's spine.

With no further words Trix was dragged out. Her strength leaving her even more as they made their way along more corridors and finally to a room. In the centre of the room stood a chair. The two Suliban guards threw her onto it and then strapped down her wrists to the arms of the chair. She didn't have then energy to resist them and just watched as they tied her down. On the headrest of the chair another strap was pulled around her forehead so that she could hardly move, any changes of escape were now completely gone.

To one corner there was a table, with small instruments and object laid out. The Suliban Commander looked at one of his men and nodded his head. The soldier picked up a hypospray and moved over to the chair. He then placed the hypospray up against her neck and FIZZ was heard as the substance entered her body and began to run around her bloodstream.

No one knew what it would do to her, but the only thing they hoped was that it wouldn't kill her before they had gathered the necessary information they wanted about the NX-01.

Trix could feel the substance beginning to work on her brain. She began to feel drowsy and no longer had any control of what she was going to do next. She could hear herself saying deep in the back of her mind not to tell them anything, but the answers to the Suliban's questions just came out and there was no way should could stop herself.

"You have been very helpful my dear." The Suliban Commander finally said once he had all the information he wanted. He straightened up and faced his soldiers "Take her back to her cell, but be gentle with her."

The Suliban unstrapped Trix from the chair as the Commander left to give the information to the man from the future. They carefully helped her out of the chair and slowly took her along to the cell. To Trix it seemed like forever to get to the cell. All she could think about was what she had just told the Suliban. She had told them how to destroy Enterprise, and with their enhancements of camouflage it would be an easy task to complete. She was going to be the cause of the destruction of the Starship Enterprise.

More of her skin was beginning to peel away from the rest of her body and her complexion was even paler, she was almost completely white, like a ghost. Her muscles nearly completely broken down, her skin was loose and she looked like an old woman. Her focusing had become very hard and could hardly see anything. Her eyes had begun to loose their colour and were now a soft grey-blue. Her hair was also loosing its colour and wasn't the wonderful blonde-brown colour it once was, but now it was pale, beginning to turn white. Her hearing was also effected and most words sounded muffled to her. She could hardly make out what the Suliban were saying, but she made a guess that they were orders.

After just a few minutes they reached her cell. She could just about hear the swish of the door as it opened. She felt herself being carefully laid down her bed. Her eyes drooped slowly. She tried her best to open them again, but all strength had let her. Sleep had finally taken its toll on her. The Suliban quietly left the room, the door closing gently behind them. Now, they didn't really care if Trix died, they had no more use for her, but they weren't going to sink so low as to kill her in cold blood.