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Telekinetic Terror - Chapter 3

Author - Hoshissis
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Telekinetic Terror

by Hoshissis

Disclaimer: in Chapter One

Spoilers: Minefield

Chapter Three

All was quiet on the shuttle ride back to Enterprise. Everyone was concerned for the safety of their popular comrade, even Tpol, although you would not know it to look at her. As soon as they felt the familiar bump, which indicated that the shuttle was once again firmly entrenched in the shuttle bay, Captain Archer turned to face his officers.

“Alright everyone, gather together in the briefing room in 5 minutes. Tpol see that Phlox is also included. I want everyone to put their heads together – I want a working plan people to get Trip out of there and I want it in action as soon as possible.”

“Yes Captain,” replied both Tpol and Hoshi as they jumped out of the shuttle.

Malcolm who had sat stone-faced throughout the ride back not looking at anyone, jumped out without saying a word.

“Malcolm,” said Captain Archer. “Do you have anything you want to add?”

“Off the record sir!”

“Okay Malcolm, of the record.”

“Well sir, I just wish you would let me bloody well do my job,” said Reed who was seething. He had bottled up his feelings inside long enough and he was bloody well going to let his Captain have it. “I know I can be a little overcautious at times, but we wouldn’t get into half the messes we do if you would just take on board some of my concerns. I feel like I am a bloody joke at times for you to dismiss me at every turn. I warned you about extra measures, but you just laughed me off. Well look where that’s got us now, Trip’s in danger. You brought me on board because my record in security is first class; let me show you why for a change.”

“Trip’s my friend too Malcolm, I’m just as concerned as you,” replied Captain Archer. He always knew his security officer was like a little bomb waiting to explode. He just didn’t think he would see it directed at him. “I do respect you as a security officer and I do take onboard your concerns. I know you want me to be more security driven, but as I told you before, I can’t be that type of captain especially on a mission of exploration, such as this. I have to walk a fine line between trust and caution, for this I need to follow my gut. My gut told me not to be over cautious in this instinct, I was wrong. For that I’m sorry, but I am not going to change.”

“I’m sorry sir for being out of line, but seeing Trip like that being dangled like a yo-yo, it got to me,” replied Malcolm. “I’ll try to keep my outbursts to a minimum from now on.”

“You vent at me as much as you want Malcolm, I might not always agree but I will take what you say into consideration. Right now though, we need to keep focused for Trip’s sake.”

“Your right, sir. Let’s go.” Inside though Malcolm was still seething, he was damn good at his job and he achieved this by being a stickler for protocol, and having high expectations in his areas of defence and security. He respected his captain and admired his loyalty and devotion to his crew – he’d never forget how the Captain put his life on the line to rescue him from that trapped mine. The only problem he saw, was that Captain Archer was too trusting, especially when it came to matters of security. This had caused problems in the past, which they had narrowly got out of. One day though, they were not going to be so lucky – Malcolm prayed that this was not going to be that day.

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Trip was trying to calm himself and get his breathing back to a normal rhythm. He remembered Phlox telling everyone that they could only stay on the station for a few hours before the low oxygen content would start to take effect. After ten minutes of deep breathing exercises, Trip began to feel a little calmer. Looking around, Trip decided to call out to his captive. If he could get on its good side, he might be able to convince it to let him go. Well that was the plan anyway!

“Hey where are you. I want to talk to you!” said Trip, trying not to sound aggressive.

There was no reply.

“Look! I just want to talk, that’s all,” said Trip, trying again.

“What do you want to talk about!” replied back a low deep voice.

“Well you could start by telling me what you are and where you are from?” said Trip.

“I am a Vortal. We used to live on the planet down below us. Before the hunters came our numbers were in the thousands, now there are less than fifty of us. We are creatures of the night, sustained by the planets life force. This gives us special powers – we can talk without words, move objects without touch and disappear/reappear instantaneously. We lived our lives peacefully, co-existing and sharing our habitat with other life forces.”

“You say that in the past tense. What happened?” replied Trip.

“The Ringtock happened. They are alien visitors who decided at first to observe us, through this space station. Then the hunting started.”

“Why do they want to kill you?” replied Trip, getting more curious.

“They didn’t at first, they wanted to harness our powers for themselves. They captured me and my mate, holding us captive here and placing us through numerous experiments and tests. After failing to harness our powers, they got angry. That’s when the killing started.”

“So what happened, did you fight back?”

“Yes! We fought back and drove them away, but because there are so few of us left we are barely managing to survive.”

“Oh!” replied Trip, who was sincerely quite saddened by the tale. “What happened to you and your mate?”

“During the alien’s exodus from the planet, my mate and I managed to free ourselves and drive most of the aliens from this station. My mate was unfortunately killed during the process. Now I am alone and have been for quite some time.”

“I’m sorry, for everything you have gone through,” said Trip expressing deep concern for what this creature and others like it had experienced. “Maybe we can help. We could take you back to the planet, back to others like yourself,” suggested Trip.

“That is no longer possible, experiments by the alien scientists have caused my body to readapt, leaving me to replenish my life force by other means. I am no longer capable of living down on the planets surface.”

“There must be something we can do, something that will convince you we are not like the others,” said Trip.

“You can help me. You can help me survive!”

“How!” replied a rather confused Trip.

“You will give me your life force.”

“What! What do you mean”

“All beings and creatures are driven by an invisible life force. It is what sustains our bodies and minds. Mine was sustained by the planet below, now I have adapted to live by other means. Up to now I have been sustained by the alien scientists and other visitors who sought out this station. Now it is your turn.”


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A handful of people have made comments

I think your story is very good and I am looking forward to reading some more. I am a Charles Tucker III fan.

OOH, dont leave me in suspence like this !!!Please write more sooooon. Thank you.

OOH I hate Archer doesnt he ever listen to anyone, why does he have a tactical officer if he never listens to him. Poor, poor Trip. Look forward to your next chapter.

AAUGH! Don't just leave us there! Thanks for writing-- every day I check for a new installment!

Great story! Go Malcolm! Way to get in Archer's face! :-) I'll be watching for your next post! Thanks for sharing this!