Hello All! I'm back with another chapter to this story! Thanks so much to all those that have reviewed and kept up with the story so far. I know it is still in the beginning phases, so people are still warming up to it, but I'm glad to be getting so much positive feedback, please KEEP IT UP!

This chapter will center partially around an episode from the original series entitled "Shore Leave." This particular episode is about the Enterprise going to rest on a planet that, in a sense, is able to read your thoughts and conjure up what it is your thinking. If you're thinking about an old love, boom there they are. If you are thinking about a fancy dress or pair of shoes that you want, bam there it is. Or if you are thinking about a certain sexy half-Vulcan and…whoa Lizzy, just stop that thought process right now, this story is rated T. Anyway, you get the picture. If anyone is interested in watching the actual show, you can find it on you tube at youtube(dot)com/watch?v=OH0ttrGxujE.

The translation for this chapter is "Real or Imaginary." If anyone is interested in where I get the translations for the Vulcan language, take a look at starbase-10(dot)de/vld/ (fantastic website).

Apologies for not having responded to any of your reviews as of yet, but I will be doing that soon. I just wanted to go ahead and get this chapter out.

As the story turns….

Chapter 3: Yeht Il Glenonik

A thousand years. That's how long she has lived this life. That's how long she has lived in this body.

Life had once been simple. She chuckled at the thought. Only for fourteen years. Only until the point where the burden of her destiny was revealed. Since her time of ignorance, she had been through more than any other could potentially bear in one lifetime, much less the length of ten long lifetimes.

She no longer had anyone. Family, friends; they were all dead. Now, here she stood, in her ultimate form. Doomed to keep the balance and peace in this universe. Doomed to always keep Chaos at bay. For a thousand years, she completed this task. She did as she was fated to do, always wondering what she ever did to deserve this life? Why couldn't she have the normalcy that she always wanted? Why couldn't she feel complete?

If she were being honest with herself, she always felt as if a part of her was missing. When she realized she had a past life, a lost love, a lost destiny, she thought this was the answer to her incompleteness. She approached the entire situation with an open mind, hoping to find that piece of her heart that was wandering away from her, but it never came to her.

That is not to say she didn't love them, or that she didn't love him, Endymion. They were her life, and when they died protecting her…she had never experienced pain of that nature, and she never wished it on anyone, not even her worst enemy. That pain created her into what she was now. This cold, unfeeling being that only followed her duty. A being that had nothing else to live for. When she would look in a mirror, she wouldn't even recognize herself. Not because of the physical changes, but the light behind her eyes; it was gone.

Clearly the sharp pain that resonated in her heart meant she felt deeply for them, but she still couldn't help but always feel something wasn't there. Eventually, she learned to ignore the feeling. She mainly related it to the fact that she was always meant to be alone; to remain alone.

Much of her time as Cosmos was spent on autopilot. She performed her duties as if there was no thought in the process. It was always the same. The constant waiting just to clash once again with the entity. Every fight the same, and while she would always do enough to weaken Chaos, she knew the entity would comeback and try to defeat her once more.

It was a never-ending cycle.

It wasn't until one fateful day, that she finally decided to put an end to it. The day when she had reached her limit. She didn't belong in this life. She set her mind to being rid of Chaos for good. She knew the price for such an act; her life, but the life she was living was no life at all. She planned, and she waited, and, sure enough, Chaos came.

Like Galaxia, Cosmos trapped the entity inside her own body. As the evil entered her veins, she could feel the being's triumph. It thought it had won, but Cosmos was one step further. Much like Galaxia, she sent her star seed away into the far reaches of the galaxy, but she was not prepared to keep the entity trapped within her like the golden warrior had.

Instead, she called on the Sword of Sealing. It still held the glow of the Light of Hope, and it still had the pureness of that same light. She lifted the sword high and held it above her.

"This is where it ends."

She plunged the sword deep within her, cutting through her body, but also cutting through Chaos. She was indeed ending her life, but she was also taking the evil with her. No longer would man live in fear of Chaos, and maybe she could finally find peace.

As she laid on the ground, clutching at wound made by the sword, she made one last wish. She wished for true peace. She wished for true happiness. She wished for that completeness that she had longed for since she could remember. Since the beginning.

The sword began to glow, causing a warm feeling to submerge throughout her. It felt comforting, but at the same time agonizing. She was two parts, with Chaos inside her. She was light and dark. As the sword continued to grow in light, her body continued to feel as if it were being torn. She screamed out in agony, but she felt no fear. She could only feel tranquility.

Soon, the feelings faded, and her body began to disappear. In a series of light and feathers, she faded into history. Her last wish, empowered by the Light of Hope, taking her to where her star seed had found its home. Where it found that missing half.

Lizzy: And there's another chapter!

*Looking around and seeing pitchforks and torches coming towards her.*

Lizzy: Hahaha *gulp* I know it's short and a cliffhanger, but it's a good place to stop.

*Angry readers getting closer.*

Lizzy: Fine! I'll write more! Just don't kill me!

The pieces were coming together. Spock and Kirk both realized the purpose of this particular planet. Any thought, any wish, that crossed your mind, it appeared. At first glance, the thought appeared to be very appealing, but now McCoy was dead because of the carelessness of the human brain.

Having lost communication with the ship, the pair quickly ran across the plains to reach the rest of the crew in order to warn them. In order to tell them to control their thoughts at least until they could figure out what was happening.

When they finally made it back to the place in which McCoy had first saw the mirage of the white rabbit, they noticed that the rest of the crew had gathered as instructed before their communicators went out.

"Stand to attention!'' Kirk yelled in frustration. The crew followed orders. Kirk's voice was on the borderline of hysteria. McCoy, his Chief Medical Officer, and his personal friend, was dead, and he wanted answers.

Spock stood there and watched the Captain in fascination. While the situation itself did not prove to be amusing, if they did get out of this, it would be wise for him to make a point to Kirk about how the logic and control of the Vulcan brain would not have caused so much trouble.

"I don't want you to think." Kirk ordered in all seriousness. "Our minds are being read and illusions are being created from our thoughts and desires. While this has proven to be entertaining, it has also proven to be deadly. Something at this planet's core is blocking our communications and putting us through hell. We are trapped on this planet until we can find the source of whatever power is causing this."

"Captain." Spock said, interrupting Kirk. The Captain turned to see an elderly man in a green robe making his way from behind the bushes. He soon stood directly in front of Kirk, a slight smirk written on his face.

"Who are you?" Kirk demanded.

"I am the caretaker of this place, Captain Kirk." The main said in an amused voice.

"You know my name?" Kirk questioned, his body stiffening at the sign of a potential threat.

"But of course." The man began to walk around the crew. "I know all of your names." He continued to studied each person before his eyes drifted back to Kirk. "It has been brought to our attention that you do not fully understand the intentions of what we do here. We are merely trying to amuse you."

"Amuse?" Kirk scoffed. "That's your word for what we've been through?"

"But none of it is permanent, it is only temporary. Here, all you have to do is imagine your fondest dreams. Relive moments, feel intense emotions. Love, fear."

"The term I believe for it is amusement park, Captain. An old Earth name for a place where people could go to see and do all sorts of fascinating things." Spock concluded.

"Of course." The elderly man verified. "This entire planet was constructed for our race of people to come and play."

"That doesn't explain the death of my ship's surgeon!" Kirk demanded, not in the least bit amused by what the man had declared.

"Possibly because no one has died, Jim." Everyone turned sharply to see McCoy emerging from the same bushes that the old man had come from. All eyes widened as they couldn't believe that McCoy was standing there, alive.

"As I said," the amusement lighting up the man's eyes, "all things are only temporary. We do, however, regret that some of you have been made uncomfortable."

"You say you constructed all of this. Who are you? What is your race? What planet are you from?" Kirk questioned, genuinely curious.

"My impression is that your race is not ready to understand us yet Captain." The man answered tentatively.

"I tend to agree Captain." Spock said as he studied the man. While he remained as emotionless as he always was, there was a hint of intrigue hidden behind his eyes. This planet and this power was indeed most fascinating.

"However," the man continued, "if you proceed with caution, this planet could serve to be an ideal place for your people to enjoy themselves."

"It's what the doctor ordered Jim. We are in fact on shore leave." McCoy stated.

Just then, Kirk's communicator beeped. "Kirk here."

"Captain, our power sources are back online, do you require any assistance?" It was Lieutenant Uhura.

Kirk smiled before he stated, "Lieutenant, commence transporting of all shore leave parties. Tell them to prepare for the best shore leave they've ever had. Kirk out." He shut the communicator and glanced back at the mysterious man.

"Wonderful!" The man's hands clasped together. "Now, as I said, use with caution, and it will serve to be a most rewarding experience." The man smiled before he returned from where he came from, leaving the crew of the Enterprise to wonder what to do next.

Spock was the first to step forward. "I believe, Captain, that I will return to the ship and take command. I have had my share of rest."

Kirk shook his head. "No Commander, you stay, I'll…"

There was a rustling in the trees and all eyes turned to a female body that emerged from behind the greenery.

His knees nearly gave out at the sight of her. It couldn't be…

She slowly pushed herself up from the ground. Where was she? She took in her surroundings. Wherever she was, it looked a great deal like Earth before its massive advancement. Why had she come here? A million questions ran through her mind as she tried to decide what she should do next.

She stood up and brushed herself off. It was then that she caught the golden color of her hair. She took a strand in her hair and examined it. Why was it gold again? How many centuries had it been since it was last?

She dropped the hair from her grasp deciding to worry with it later. She closed her eyes and listened. She couldn't tell if there was any form of life, or if this place was just an illusion itself. She began to walk slowly, feeling out the land. Concentrating on learning her surroundings before she thought of anything else.

Just then, her ears picked up the faint noise of people conversing. She made her way over to where the sound was coming from. Her eyes finally settled on a group of humans that were talking idly amongst themselves. She was not close enough to hear what exactly they were saying, but judging from their demeanors, they did not seem to be too threatening.

She slowly drew closer to them, deciding to simply reveal herself. Perhaps they would be nice enough to explain to her where she was, and, well, if things went wrong, it wasn't like she couldn't handle the situation.

She stepped out from behind the bushes and trees from which she had been hiding, and all eyes fell on her. This was to be expected, but what wasn't expected was the intensity of the stare from one particular individual.

As Spock's eyes met her blue ones, he immediately froze. His body was shaking all over. This wasn't possible. She couldn't be real. She hadn't aged at all. She was just a figment of his imagination. An illusion created by the power of this planet.

Kirk noticed the extreme change in Spock's presence. "Commander, are you well?" He questioned hesitantly. His eyes drifting back to the blonde beauty that now stood before them. Her hair was of the purest blonde, her skin young and flawless, and her eyes of the deepest blue. She wore a simply white silk sundress that seemed to complement her in every aspect. Kirk couldn't help but allow his breath to hitch at the sight of her, but he was shocked at the severity of the reaction from his Vulcan friend. Did he know her? Was she the one that got away?

She approached the men cautiously. She continued to stare at the tall stoic one. His fierce brown eyes burning a hole deep within her soul. Why did his gaze look so familiar? What was this strange feeling that was taking over her at the sight of him? He seemed so familiar, and yet she could not place him at all.

She studied his features, and it was then that she realized he was not human. He could not have been. His ears were pointed, and his eyebrows were shaped differently. Not to mention the way he held himself was much more reserved than a normal human male, but for some reason she could feel the turmoil going on inside of him. Why?

She got closer to the men, and Spock tensed even more. He could not speak. He could only stare. His mind, his thoughts, had left him.

"Forgive me for interrupting you, gentlemen, but could you be so kind as to answer a few questions for me? I seem to have ended up in a place that I am not familiar with." She stated in an angelic voice. Spock's eyes closed. How he had missed that voice.

"It can't be." He finally voiced. His eyes opening and landing on the girl.

"I'm sorry?" She questioned, slightly confused by the man's response.

"Serena." He breathed out. Kirk looked towards the Vulcan in confusion. "It can't be. You can't be here." Spock stated. Emotion welling up behind his eyes. Kirk was now fearing for the Vulcan. He had never seen his First Officer behave in such a way.

"Forgive me, but I believe you have me mistaken for someone else." She said tentatively. "My name is Serenity." She stated, correcting the handsome male in front of her. Spock's eyes widened slightly at the girl. He wasn't mistaken. This was her, he was sure of it. He knew her presence. He wanted to embrace her. To hold her to him and kiss her. To make her his. To make up for all the time lost between them. To apologize to her for being such a Vulcan fool, but he restrained himself. There was no need to embrace the equivalent of a mirage in his mind.

He turned sharply to the Kirk. "Captain, I will return to the ship immediately. I believe this planet is affecting my ability to think logically."

Serenity looked worried. "I'm sorry, sir, but I did not mean to offend. It's just, well, I was somewhere else doing something completely different and…" As her mind wandered to the thought of Chaos, the entity appeared before her eyes.

She immediately went into defense mode. She shoved Kirk and Spock out of the way with such impeccable force, that the two men were taken completely off guard. "Chaos." She snarled out between her teeth. She knew it had been too easy, this must have been a trap. She could have sworn she had defeated the entity, but it seemed the task was much more complicating then what she anticipated.

"Have you missed me, Serenity?" The demon questioned as it began to hover around the warrior.

Miss it? Ha! She thought. It was because of this damn beast that her family, her friends, were dead. Her Senshi. Flashes of them ran through her mind. Flashes of them dying, and soon, in the blink of an eye, they were there. Laying before her, looking up at her. Their bodies broken. It was just like before.

"No…" She whispered. Was this some sick new joke of Chaos'? "No." She said more forcefully.

"We're finished." Mars stated.

Serenity began to shake violently. She couldn't relive this. She couldn't take it.

"Our hope is in you." Endymion breathed out.

She brought her hands to her face, trying to force the images out of her head, but she could not. The only thing she could do was listen to their fading breaths, and listen to the cackling of that hell spawn demon. She put her hands to her ears and let out a high pitched scream before she passed out. Her body toppling to the ground, the illusion fading with her.

Spock and Kirk rushed to her. They stared at the girl before Spock knelt down and picked her up. If she was creating her own illusions, then she herself must be real, but how could he believe she was real? He had searched for so long. She did not remember him, that much was obvious, but why did she not remember him?

Kirk interrupted his thoughts and asked, "What the hell was that?"

Spock's eyes drifted away from the girl to land on the man in front of him. "I do not know."

And there's another chapter! I do hope you enjoyed it, and I hope it made sense. If you have any particular questions about this planet, scene, or episode, either refer to the you tube link provided above, or send me a message. Thanks again for all the feedback, and don't forget to PLEASE REIVEW!

-Lizzy