Facility 3.02B (chapter 2)


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She reached sick-bay not long after Doctor Crusher had returned there. Riker was also present.

“Anything?” Kate asked.

“No”, Doctor Crusher answered with a sigh. “They’re still in a coma. We have tried multiple ways of waking them but so far nothing has worked.”

“Where’s the fifth one?” Kate asked after looking around. “The one who seemed stronger than the others?”

“He was moved earlier this morning, I sent you a message about that, just as you asked”, the doctor answered.

“Yeah, forgot to check my messages this morning”, Kate muttered. “I overslept slightly.”

“Well, I would suggest that you do not head over to his room in any case”, Doctor Crusher said and walked over to the next bed. “We have had to place guards outside to ensure that he does not harm anyone.”

To that even Riker frowned.

“Do you mean he’s dangerous?” he asked.

“I would like to say that he’s in a shock, but so far none of us has been able to reach out and help him”, Doctor Crusher answered.

“Maybe I can do it”, Kate suggested. “Maybe he’ll understand that I wish to help him.”

“You are not heading there yourself”, Riker sharply pointed out. He then tapped his combadge.

“Riker to Worf!”



Look Alike (chapter 3)



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“Captain, our scanners have detected the preparations of another explosion”, Data said, having returned to the controls.

“Shields up, red alert and on screen”, Picard demanded.

“What explosion?” the one with the suit asked.

“Terrorists down on Feltan III”, Picard answered and sat down in his chair.

“Right, good, terrorists detonating explosions strong enough to make the ship in the sky go to red alert”, the one with the bowtie said, his voice sarcastic. “What about the people down there?”

“According to the scan of the explosion that brought you here not one single civilian was injured”, Data said.

“What?” the one with the suit said. “How is that… what?”

“Doctor, there’s no time for a rant about impossibilities right now”, Rosalie said, making everyone once again turn towards the window. It was now used as a viewscreen and showed one small island in the middle of a green sea. The island was glowing.

Then the ship started to shake once again and the newcomers screamed in surprise.

“Get in the TARDIS!” both of the Doctors yelled. Amy and Rory obeyed and ran back inside the blue box. The Doctor wearing a suit looked at them with a strange look on his face. The other one met his gaze.

“You’re alone?” he asked over the sound of the siren. A hard blast prevented the man with the suit from answering; he fell forward and landed on the floor after having bounced against one of the controls.

“Doctor!” Rosalie yelled. “Doctor, are you alright!”


Look Alike (chapter 2)


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Picard was sitting in his quarters when the door chimed.

“Come”, he said, putting the book down. The door opened and Rosalie stepped inside.

“I hope I do not disturb you, Captain”, she said.

“No, of course not”, he answered and rose. “Come inside.”

He walked over to the replicator.

“Do you wish to have something to drink?” he asked.

“How about the same that you drink?” she answered, nodding at his own cup and then smiling slightly at him. “Tea, Earl Grey, hot.”

The replicator immediately responded to her order, leaving Picard slightly off balance in surprise. He soon composed himself, however, and carried the cup over to the table, placing it in front of her.

“You’re still reading Shakespeare”, she noted, nodding at the book. “Which play?”

“How come you know these things about me?” he asked. She put her cup down.

“Do you remember how I questioned Doctor Crusher if I was dreaming?” she asked.

“Yes, of course.”

“Well, the reason for that was that I am not from here”, Rosalie explained. “I’m not from this planet, not from the Federation… not from the same universe, to tell the truth, but one parallel to yours.”

“What are you saying?” Picard asked, leaning forward.

“I come from Earth”, Rosalie answered. “I was born 1991 and I am twenty years old. I have just started to attend University and moved into my own apartment.”

“That’s impossible”, Picard said.

“If it was I would not be here”, Rosalie remarked. “Have you analyzed the fragments of the explosion?”

Facility 3.02B (chapter 1)


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“So, Lieutenant, how do you feel?” Riker asked as they stepped up on the platform.

“Good”, Lieutenant Kate Bloom answered. “It’s better to go hands-on on your first day then linger around in the background.”

Riker grinned.

“Sounds like you and I will have a lot of fun together”, he said, then nodded at O’Brien by the controls. “Energize.”

The blue light surrounded them for a few moments before they found themselves standing in a dark storage-room. Data immediately picked out his scanner.

“We are inside the factory, Commander”, he said. “I am able to read the signs of multiple life-forms moving around us.”

“Are you able to see if anyone’s kept in some sort of prison?” Riker asked.

“Negative, Commander”, Data answered. “I can only guess that those life-forms that are remaining in one point might be held captive.”

“Alright, let’s aim for those”, Riker decided after checking the readings the android was talking about. “Lieutenant Bloom, you’re with me. Data, Worf, you head to the laboratory and shut it down. Phasers kept on maximum stun.”

“Aye, Commander”, Worf said with a nod. He and the android made for the door, leaving the two others to hide behind a number of barrels. They could hear turmoil rising outside when their two companions were discovered.

“Now”, Riker mouthed and darted out. Kate followed instantly, following him out through the door and through the corridor leading right. On either side of them they soon encountered thick doors, all of them marked with a number and a small window.

“One-way glass”, Kate said after running a quick scan on it. “It looks like one of those old isolation-chambers on Earth; all padded and secure, except for those ropes hanging from the wall.”

Story Excerpt: Facility 3.02B


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     Obi-Wan woke when he felt something tighten around his arms. As he shook himself awake he noticed that those things were what seemed to be straps of white linen, bound around both his wrists and ankles and attached to the wall behind him. After a few thugs, though, he decided that it was not linen but something much stronger.

“Good morning.”

The voice came from a speaker close to the door, which was barely noticeable in the dim room.

“Where am I?” Obi-Wan demanded to know.

“At Facility 3.02B”, the voice answered. “You were brought in yesterday and passed the tests we ran on you, which put you in this room.”

“What sort of tests?” Obi-Wan asked, as he could not remember any such thing.

“Diagnosing your blood. We found a good amount of midi-chlorians in you and an even bigger amount in your companion.”

Anakin! Obi-Wan realized he had been so disoriented that he had not even considered where his friend might be.

“Where is he?” he asked and rose. “What have you done with him?”

He held out his hand towards the door in an effort to pull it open with the Force, but instead felt a jolt of pain run through his arm. He gasped and sank back down onto the ground, unable to stand. The ropes on his wrists were glowing.


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She had just poured water into the sink and started to wash up when she noticed the strange sound coming from the washing-machine in the next room. Frowning, she turned off the water, wiped her hands and opened the door to the small bathroom.

The washing-machine seemed to work as usual; the water was on and it was spinning at the right frequency. Still, the strange sound continued.

“How odd”, she muttered to herself, rising from her kneeling position and brushing off her trousers. Perhaps it came from the neighbor’s house; she tended to hear what they were up to and sometimes believe that it happened inside her own apartment.

Shaking her head at herself, she walked out to the sink again and dipped her hands into the hot water. While she scrubbed the plates, the sound behind her increased in intensity.

“What the hell are they doing?” she muttered once she was done and had wiped her hands on a towel. She turned to head out to the door and go bang the others’ door to find out what was making that sound, but she only managed to turn partly when she saw the fire rushing towards her, along with the loud bang that seemed to tear her apart from inside-out.

Her scream was quenched in the flames of the explosion.


One-Shot/Drabble: The Gift of Christmas


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     ”Senator Amidala.”

The guard bowed deeply, though she barely noticed it. She just nodded briefly at him before hurrying inside, almost running up the stairs of the house and opening the door to the bedroom. Not her bedroom, but his. The Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. He was still so pale, she thought. Briefly she feared he would die, or that he was already dead, but she then her heartbeat slowed down wen she saw that he was breathing.

It had been two days ago now. Obi-Wan had showed up unexpected on her doorstep and she’d asked him to stay over the Holidays. After a while he’d obeyed, saying that in the Temple he’d never celebrated a real Christmas before.

Senator Padmé Amidala had then made a full schedule for what they would do during the few days left before Christmas. Except for playing in the snow, she’d also planned on taking Obi-Wan on a tour and buy Christmas-presents, and bake lots of cookies and make food for the big Christmas Party that would be held with the rest of Padmé’s family on Christmas Eve.

The day after his arrival (that’d be yesterday) Padmé had planned that they’d take a tour to the Naboo Lakes and go ice-skating, something Obi-Wan had never done before.

“I’ve been gliding on the ice, but not on these things”, he’d said as she’d helped him with the skates. He’d been fairly skeptical to the thin metal that he’d have to balance on, though she’d assured him that it wasn’t that hard, especially for someone as capable as him with the Force.

But obviously she’d been wrong; after just a few minutes Obi-Wan had fallen and hit his head. And since then he’d been stationed in the bed, unconscious.