Star Trek
Rise of the Machines
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A P T E R 1 Two explosions blew off the hull of the Starship as the ship went careening and tilting off axis through the blue sky. It passed over the countryside, as one thruster tried gaining control, only to spin the Starship around. It came to a slow hover, until another explosion blew off the hull sending pieces flying. The Starship dropped into a bunching of tall Trees below. CRASH!! Not too far away was a House. Terry dropped the TV remote and scrambled around the couch. He peered out the window at the vast landscape. In the background were the mountains. He could see smoke, dieing away from within the Forest in the distance he used to play in when he was a kid. "Mom, I'm going out!" He yelled as he lifted his jacket from the coat hanger and hurtled out the House. He ran across the grassy field into the Forest. Pushing branches, and ducking overhead foliage. The wreckage was immedaitely found... A huge torn hole in its side, and burns in the hull. It looked like half the ship went into the ground from the crash. "Holy crap." Terry climbed his way inside, the structure was huge... really huge. The hallways were at a slight angle, but he found an open room. There futuristic control panels lit up the walls, and broken beams and debris littered the floor. There were only two dead people. "Hey... Hey are you okay!?" Terry climbed over piles of debris. The Bridge wasn't even recognizable. "Have to... engage... dampening field..." The Ensign reached her fingers for her control panel but felt weakness throughout her body. The life in her died. Terry couldn't believe the death. His breathing increased as he glanced over at the panel she was trying to reach. Not knowing what he was doing, he pressed the dampening field button for her. Suddenly another wall broke in. More tritanium and hull fragments collapsed at the back. It was completely dark in there, except for a few holes that shone in the light. Terry found two more guys and ran over. The other one seemed dead. "Ugh..." "Don't worry, everything's going to be okay." Terry knelt down and dragged the man by his armpits. "My ship---" The guy tried speaking, but his head was hit pretty hard and his stomach was peirced with debris. Terry breathed heavily in fear. "I know I... I know I wasn't supposed to see this." He looked around, almost hyperventaliting. "Okay, I'm gonna get the Car. There's a Hospital downtown." Terry's mother was on the phone in the kitchen of her House, gossiping away to her friends and cooking. Her son's BMW drove from the back of the house and sped out into the street. In the back seat was the injured man. "What's your name?" Terry asked, driving. "Cortez..." He could barely form a word, or stay conscious. "Need to get to Sick..." "Don't worry, everything's going to be okay!" Terry panicked. He sped the BMW through traffic, into the big City. Before any more time passed, he was in the Hospital with Cortez. Doctor's and Nurses had Cortez in a rolling bed. They ran down the hallway. "Code Red! Code Red!" - "Hook up the IV." - "Put some pressure on this wound!" Terry watched as they ran Cortez to surgury. He stood there, alone in the hallway. Left with his thoughts. ...Oh crap, I have homework! |
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