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Frozen Wasteland - Chapter 4

Author - The One
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Frozen Wasteland

by The One

Disclaimer: Paramount owns Enterprise. Am not making any profit off of this story.


Rating: PG-13

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Chapter Four


Lt. Malcolm Reed stood guard that night.

What was he doing out in the cold? There were no animals about, no predators of any kind.

Malcolm was about to go inside when he saw a glow and a contingent of Andorians beamed down, all carrying weapons.

Malcolm hurried to Jon’s side and told him what was going on.

Jon leapt immediately to his feet and gathered his people around him.

Everyone watched as the Andorians entered the cave.

*******

Shron looked at the humans, searching for the one named Archer.

Shron approached Jon and asked. “Are you Archer?”

“Who wants to know?” Jon shot back.

“My father has requested you join him on his ship.” Shron said.

Jon gathered that the ship was his ship.

“Why does Shran want me? He’s already got my ship,” Jon said.

Instead of answering Jon’s question, Shron replied, “My father will let you bring two men with you.”

Jon nodded his head. “Fine.” He turned to Trip and Malcolm. “You two are with me.”

They both nodded.

“T’Pol, watch over the crew while I’m gone.”

T’Pol nodded and watched as her captain, the lieutenant and the commander stepped away from them and went with there Andorian guards.

*****


Shran looked up from his reports when Jon was brought in.

“Ah, Archer, good to see you again…,” Shran began.

Jon wasn’t smiling. “What do you want?”

“I need your help. Some factions of my government are trying to establish a slave law on Andoria. I can’t allow that to happen.” Shran said.

“What does that have to do with me and Enterprise?” Jon demanded.

“I intend to use this ship to attack my government and force them to drop the new law,” Shran replied.

“What kind of slave law is this that’s got you all steamed?” Jon asked.

“The government now has the power to take our children and will and force them to work in the underground mines, with little food and light. Children shouldn’t grow up like that. They need to be free, to live their own lives,” Shran answered.

“I couldn’t agree more, but I can’t allow my ship to be used to kill innocent people in cold blood,” Jon informed him.

“I was hoping you’d see my point of view,” Shran said.

Jon continued to stare at the wall behind Shran.

Shran signaled to the guards who approached and grabbed Archer.

They quickly stunned him with their guns just to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid.

“Put him in a separate cell, then bring me the Lieutenant,” Shran ordered.

The guards nodded and dragged the stunned Archer out of the room.

Once he was gone, Shran picked up the whip and small dagger.

He hated to do this but it was necessary to make Archer see his point of view.

A few moments later Malcolm was flopped on the floor.

Shran raised the whip, held it in the air a moment, the flung it down across Malcolm’s back.

Shran continued with the beating long into the night. Even as Enterprise headed for Andoria.

TBC


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One person has made comments

typical! you can never hurt archer it always has to b the nice guy :'(

gr8 story. looking forwards to more.