Chapter 10
by kinkygeek
What's next?
Rematerialize
Slowly, the humming and shimmering return, slightly higher and slightly brighter. Reality comes back into focus as your body materializes and your vision clears. Just as soon as you realize you're standing on a transporter pad, you're yanked off of it by two security personnel. As they haul you out of the transporter room and down the corridor, you can't help but notice the lack of daggers and sashes. Everyone's uniform is back to normal.
"I'm back? I'm back!" you shout with joy even as they toss you into the brig. You're so overcome with relief, you don't even care.
"Poor guy," one of them says as he activates the **** field and looks down on you, but all you can do is lay there laughing with glee.
Your stay in the brig isn't very long though. A pair of footsteps approach. Turning to see who it is, your jaw nearly hits the floor. Lieutenant zh'Thracia stands there staring at you through the forcefield. Guilt washes over you again as your mind replays the moment you saw the other zh'Thracia fly out the hangar doors.
"Mistre... um... Trac... I mean... Lieu..." you stammer in shock. She just folds her arms and raises an eyebrow. One of her antennae cocks to the side.
"Well, I was just going to let you go, but now I think maybe I should take you to sickbay first," she says dryly.
Just then, you hear a commotion on the other side of the brig. It sounds like the Captain.
"I... ORDER YOU... LET ME GO! Spock, get these men off me! SPOCK!"
"Sickbay... yes. Let's go to sickbay," you finally manage to say to her. She drops the forcefield and motions for you to step out. As soon as you move closer to her though, she stops you. She sniffs the air and makes a puzzled expression. Then she leans in closer and sniffs your face. Her eyes narrow. She takes a finger and runs it along your cheek, scooping up some of the half-dried viscous fluid the other version of her left behind. Cautiously, she brings her fingertip up to her lips and tastes it.
"How...? Ugh! Doe, you disgusting pig-lizard!" she says as she turns and walks away from you in disgust.
"Wait! Tracie, I can explain!" you call after her and chase her down the corridor.
Congratulations! You survived and returned from the Mirror Universe. Lieutenant zh'Thracia is still pretty upset with you though. Report to her for your next assignment.
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The Redshirt Misadventures
The Pleasures and Perils of an Expendable Crewman.
Aboard the starship Enterprise, you are one of the many crewman known as "Redshirts". You're supposed to be the guy in the episode who dies to prove how serious the situation is. You might be the guy that stays on the ship and something up there kills you, or you might be the guy that gets killed by some monster five minutes after landing on the planet. Either way, you may as well have as much fun as you can before you go.
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Updated on Aug 27, 2024
by kinkygeek
Created on May 26, 2020
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