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Frozen Wasteland - Chapter 7

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 Seven


Jon sat beside Vansha as he explained.

“The transporter effect was something my people stole from the Suliban, it was a little compensation,” Vansha began.

“Compensation for what?” Jon asked.

“The little package we gave them.”

Jon looked confused.

“I don’t want to bore you with Andoria’s petty squabbles, Captain,” Vansha told him.

“What about the children Shran was talking about?” Jon asked.

“I have every intention of letting them go, I only took them to prove a point,” Vansha began.

“What point is that?” Jon asked, taking a glass of water from a tray and drinking it.

“That my Andorian security is poor, so poor that this could happen and no one could stop it,” Vansha said with a small chuckle.

“This was all a ruse?!” Jon asked, surprised.

“Yes,” Vansha said, laughing so hard he fell out of his chair.

“Shran didn’t think it was so funny. He was ready to kill me.”

“Shran takes things to seriously. Just for your comfort captain. The children will be released at sundown.”

“Now, I’ve got a little problem,” Jon whispered to himself, but Vansha heard him.

“Your ship? Right about now it’s sitting in the docking station in orbit around the planet. Shran is being ushered into my office even as we spea,.” Vansha said with a smile.


The doors opened suddenly to see a very angry Shran being led in with handcuffs on and activated.

Jon had to chuckle seeing him like that.

“Shran, you should have waited for awhile. I had every intention of releasing your kids!” Vansha told him.

“What are you talking about?” Shran asked.

Jon could see the steam rising.


“I just did this to prove a point.” Vansha began.

“He did it, just to prove that he could,” Jon stepped in.

“Why should I believe you?” Shran asked.

Vansha signaled to his men and they left, only to return minutes later with two children, both fifteen.


Shran turned. “Shrvan, Jezrel?” Shran asked.

Shran’s children ran up and hugged their father.

“You see, we had no intention of harming anyone,” Vansha told Shran as he took the handcuffs off.

Vansha turned to Jon. “Your people on FW are being shuttled here, they should arrive within the hour.”

Jon nodded his thanks. He was ready to hit the road.


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