Star Trek: Rise of the Machines

C H A P T E R 2

Terry sat in his living room, writing in his notebook and looking over his Chemistry text book. The tv played music videos, and his baby sister was putting toy blocks in her mouth. Terry looked out the window to his backyard Forest, and then stopped writing. "...The government's going to come for it, aren't they?" He spoke to his baby sister.
"Ggggaaa... bllaa..." She was too young to understand, as she tried fitting another block in her mouth.
"Larissa!" He took the blocks out her mouth. "That's bad!"

He picked her up and put her in her playpen, when his mother walked in. "I'm going to work, Terr. Nightshift." She put on her coat and then stopped. "You know, it's actually pretty warm out there now." She put her coat back and walked out. She was wearing a Nurse's uniform. "See ya, Terr. Dinner's on the counter." She left.

"Later." He replied. "Say hello to Cortez for me..." Terry spoke under his breath, before going back to his Chemistry notes.

With that, he dropped his books, and brought Larissa to bed. He hooked the baby-monitor to his belt left. He locked his house and ran out into the field, glancing up at the night sky thinking about the crash. The stars were looking particularly dim tonight.

Terry made his way through the Starship structure, facing some of his biggest fears. He stopped in his tracks, in the dark. The man from before was sitting up against a bulkhead, staring right back at him.

Crickets chirped outside, as they both stared at each other for a good two minutes. Terry was frozen scared. He couldn't believe there was another person right there. "Wait." The guy reached out his arm before Terry was about to make a run for it. "I am not going to hurt you."
Terry returned his angle towards him. He was safely behind a fallen beam. "...Who are you?"
"My name is 48033."
"Okayyy... What's, uh, going on here?"
48033 used his arms to position himself mre upright. It seemed like his legs were paralized.

Terry took a closer look... There was gash in the guy's temple, revealing cybernetic circutry. "What the hell are you!?" Terry backed away... Almost tripping over debris.
"Please remain calm."
"What are you??" Terry was actually more interested in getting his godamn ass out of there.

Suddenly his entrance way collapsed, and more debris crashed down from above. A piece of metal took Terry to the floor. CRASH! - "Augh!!" Terry pushed the metal peice off him and checked himself for injuries. Nope. There, was nothing but a bruise on his shoulder. He sighed in relief.

"Please, I need your help." The Android begged, still in the shadows.
Terry got up. "I have no idea who you are."
The Android spoke again. "I am 48033. Federation Android, Security..." He accessed a more diplomatic subroutine. "I am... not going to hurt you."
"Well you're legs aren't moving. I think you're paralized or..." He remembered the cybernetics. "...A robot?"
"Cybernetic Intelligence. I am an Android from the 30th Century."
"That's impossible."
"It is not. In the future, technology overcomes space and time. Time Travel unites the universal time-continuum."
"...Right."
"It is true. Please. I need your help."
Terry rubbed his shoulder. "Okay, so let's just say it's possible. Aren't there... uh" he searched his memory for the right word, "paradoxes?"
"Yes." The Android felt he was losing his sitting and readjusted himself. "But those can be delt with. Please. I need you to get this ship online."
Terry looked around at the few flickering panels.
"Can you bring the Engine status monitor online?"
Terry walked over to a console. "I can't." The shapes made no sense to him.
"Please, try. Voice commands are getting no response."
Terry eyed the controls. He recognized the title Engine Status and pressed one of the buttons under it. A complete list of errors came up on the console. "Doesn't look so good." Terry commented, having no clue.
The Android looked to the side, in thought. He was trying to process a plan. Unsuccessful. The Android then glanced to the floor.
Terry glanced over. "--Hey, what are you doing in the 21st Century?"
"Trying to stop more Androids like myself who came here. I do not know why they came to this time-period."
"Oh..." Terry glanced at the tactical panel. "What now?"
"...Wait for reinforcements. Thank you for your help."
Terry walked over. "Don't mention it."
"I will be fine, alone. I do not require any nurishment of any kind."
Terry nodded, going along. He didn't know how to treat this type of situation. "Okay."

Just then Terry's baby monitor made noise. Larissa was crying. "I have to go." He then climbed the debris, pushing pieces out of the way and ran out of there.


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