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Telekinetic Terror - Chapter 2

Author - Hoshissis
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Telekinetic Terror

by Hoshissis

Disclaimer: in Chapter One

Chapter Two

Trip was in a panic. He couldn’t see what was pulling him but it was strong and fast. His fingers were bleeding as he desperately tried to grab anything to slow himself down. His jumpsuit burned his skin as it brushed roughly across the floor and his calf felt like it had huge talons ripping into his flesh. Trip tried to think straight, but the fear inside was rising, causing him to hyperventilate.

All of a sudden, he found himself lying still on the floor, what ever had grabbed him had let go. He lifted himself up off the floor, glancing around to see if he could spy his captive, but here was nothing in sight. All was quiet, still and eerie once more. Trip glanced down to check his leg, expecting to see ripped flesh and muscle tangled within the material of his uniform. Instead everything looked normal, he flexed to see if there was any pain, but apart from some minor cramping everything was fine. Weirder and weirder, he thought.

Deciding to check out his surroundings he started to stand up. Suddenly Trip felt his body rise off the floor and start to float towards the ceiling. Damn the grav generators must have gone offline, he thought. If that was the case though, why was he the only one in the room rising. He tried to move like his training in zero-grav had taught him but to no avail. It was as if he was paralyzed and being pulled by a powerful force.

Trip felt himself hit the ceiling - his body felt like it was weighted down, pinned by an invisible force. Except his head, he couldn’t move any other part of his body. The fear and panic start to rise inside him once more, as he was near enough about 50 feet in the air and it was a very long way down.

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Suddenly Trip heard a low deep voice inside his head. “What are you and what is your purpose?”.

“Who said that?” said Trip glancing left and right. “Where are you, show yourself!”

Again he heard a low deep sound inside his head. “What are you and what is your purpose?” it repeated.

“I’m a human, from the earth ship Enterprise. We’re on a peaceful mission of exploration,” replied Trip, wondering just who the hell he was talking to. When he didn’t get a reply, this coupled together with his desperate situation caused him to start panicing. He didn’t want to sound aggressive in case he aggravated his situation, but he felt trapped, scared and horribly aware of how high up he was and how far down he would fall. This automatically brought out the defensive side to his nature, which unfortunately made his next statement sound quite adversarial, “Hey where are you. Show yourself you coward and let me down so I can kick your ass.”

“Why do you carry weapon’s and why is your ship so heavily armed?”

“It’s for defensive purposes only,” replied Trip. Inside he was telling himself to calm down so he could talk his way out of his situation. (It wasn’t working though)

At that moment Captain Archer, Malcolm Reed, Tpol and Hoshi ran into the room. “Trip, where are you?” shouted Captain Archer, frantically looking around him.

“I’m up here, sir”

“How on earth did you get up there?” said Captain Archer looking at Trip with a confused, yet concerned expression.

“How are you managing to stay up there is a more appropriate question,” replied Tpol. She was looking at Trip with her usual eyebrow arched upwards.

“Well gee how the hell should I know? I was following this energy reading when something grabbed me, pulled me into this room and lifted me off the floor. It’s got me pinned here and I can’t move,” replied a rather annoyed, yet worried Trip. “Worse still, I can hear something talking to me, asking me questions. But I can’t see them.”

Captain Archer looked at Tpol. “Are there any life signs showing on your scanner, which might indicate another presence on the station?”

“Apart from that anomalous energy reading that has been present since we first scanned the station, there is nothing else. It would therefore be safe to assume that the anomalous energy reading is what grabbed Commander Tucker and must also be responsible for his present predicament.”

“Where is it at the moment?” replied Captain Archer. “Maybe Hoshi can establish contact so we can find out what it wants with Trip”.

Before Tpol could answer, a low deep voice echoed around the chamber.

Everyone looked around, but no one could see the owner of the voice or where it was coming from. “We are on a peaceful exploration mission. We came across this station orbiting the planet. Our sensors couldn’t penetrate the hull and no one was answering our hails, so we decided to investigate in case our help was needed!” shouted Captain Archer.

“You are heavily armed and carry weapons on your person. You are here to attack me.”

“They are for defensive purpose only,” replied Captain Archer.

“You lie, you are here to attack me.”

At this moment Trip felt the weight that was pinning him to the ceiling lift, which resulted in him falling to the floor. “Arrrrrrghhhhhhhh!” screamed Trip raising his arms to cover his face as the ground approached at an alarming speed.

“Nooooooooo!” screamed Hoshi, watching in horror as Trip fell. Even Tpol looked concerned, helpless to prevent Commander Tucker’s coming demise. Malcolm automatically whipped out his phaser reaching out desperately to shoot whoever was causing his friend distress. It was to no avail, he couldn’t see anything. Concern became evident on his face - concern for his falling friend, concern with his failure to do his job properly and protect his companion. Deep down there was also anger at his Captain for failing to take notice of his security protocols and keeping everyone together.

“Why would we lie,” screamed Captain Archer, horrified at what was happening to his best friend. “We are not here to attack you!”

About 5 feet from the ground Trip’s freefall halted. He froze mid air suspended like he was on invisible wires. Trip peeped out from his hands, his face white from shock and his whole body shaking from fear. He then slowly started to rise once more back up to his previous position on the ceiling. Trip tried to call for his friends to help him, but his voice failed him, due in part to fear and his struggle for breath from hyperventilating.

“You will return to your vessel.”

“I’m not leaving my officer,” shouted Captain Archer. “Release him.”

“You will return to your vessel!” repeated the voice.

“No, I won’t leave without my officer.”

Again the weight pinning him to the ceiling released, causing him to descend once again at incredible speed. “Arrrrrrrrrrggggghhhhh!” screamed Trip in obvious fear for his life.

“Stopppppp!” screamed Captain Archer and Malcolm together, while Tpol and Hoshi looked on with sheer horror.

“Alright!” shouted Captain Archer who was overwhelmed with fear for his friend. “We’ll leave. Just stop, please stop.”

At this Trip’s descent halted once again, slowly beginning to ascend to his original spot on the ceiling. Trip was white with fright, his breath coming in gulps – the sheer horror of his situation slowly dawning on him. He looked at Captain Archer with huge deer-in-the-headlights blue eyes, silently pleading with him not to leave yet knowing deep down that was the solution to his immediate problem of being a scrambled mess on the floor.

“Hang in there Trip,” shouted Captain Archer as they slowly backed out of the room. “I’ll get you out of here. Don’t worry, we won’t leave without you.”

Despite these reassurances, Trip was left with a huge sinking feeling inside him that he wouldn’t see any of his friends again.

TBC


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A handful of people have made comments

:D Still love it and I like the changes you made. Can't wait for more. Love the title too. :)

Great! I can't wait to see what happens. Don't keep us in suspense too long! Please write more!

Great start! Please post again soon! Thanks!

This is really great, I hate when I come to the part where it says to be continued!! Please add another chapter soon, very very soon, pleeeese.

Hey, don't leave us hanging here! (no pun intended :) ) Good job!