WARNING: The end of
this post could be slightly offinsive to some as it hints to
prostitution ( hope not though)
Snip: "There, " Commanding officer Lukas Fyrstk said to his two
crewmembers. "Into the gateway."
ON
It was their only escape. The only other way out of the chamber was an
airtight door, which Lukas could hear the two security guards from the
Eagle pounding on. They were cut off from the ship for some reason.
it. Lt. Haas moved towards te wavering portal. Malachi had come over
to him but looked ready to collapse from the SO2 which was quickly
taking place of the oxygen in the room. Lukas grabbed his adopted son
under his arm and wrapped around Mal's chest. He hoisted the teenager
through the gateway with him.
As his feet hit solid ground, the cool
fesh air started to flood into his lungs. Rommie tried to calm himslef
and take easy gulps of fresh air. He could still taste the SO2 and it
was threatening to make him violently ill.
Lukas found a solid wall the minute he felt the solid
ground through is boots. He leaned Malachi aginst it and then dared
let go of the breath he was holding as he had gone through the
gateway. To his relief, he took in clean fresh air.
"Easy son," Lukas told Malachi in a soothing voice. The boy was now
coughing violently as he tried to expel the gas inside him and take in
the fresh air at the same time. It took several minutes until Mal was
finally calmed enough to support himself. Lukas could see he was still
weak.
Having caught his own breath, Rommie
brought out his tricorder and started scanning the area. Fortunately
the ateway had put them on a Class-M planet, but Rommie could not be
sure where. The images had been passing quickly. Rommie had put the
gateway on "hold" when he heard Commodore Fyrstk order them into it.
Rommie was fairly certain they were in present day time and not the
past, but he would needd to do somemore analysis before he could say
for certain.
"How are you, Mr. Haas?" Lukas inquired. He still had
a protective hand on Mal's shoulder.
"Fine, sir," Haas answered. "I am
t-trying to determine where and when we are, now sir."
Their chance for recuperation was short-lived as a
voice from up the alleway they found themselves in called out, "There
they are. Quick! This way!"
"Ah don't think this is a good place to do any studies," Lukas said,
starting to gather Malachi under his arm again.
"I-I would agree, Captain," Haas said
as he scanned the area with his tricorder. "It s-seems to be a rather
large mob coming in from the east."
"I can travel on my own, sir," Malachi
said. He didn't want to be the weak link in this team, even though he
didn't feel one hundred percent.
"All rahght, son,"
Lukas said smiling at him. "West it is, gentlemen. Let's move it."
They ran for several blocks. It did appear to be a city of some sort
that they were running through. All the buildings they passed were of
some sort of hard block material. All the dors they passed were
wooden. Widows did have glass panes in them. They tried to stay to
small alleyways, but when they did cross a main street, Lukas could not
help but notice a lack of motor vehicles or ground cars on them. The
mob, approximately two block behind managed to remain on their tail.
"Why are they ... chasing us?" Malachi
asked. He was definitely feeling the strain of this run. "Have we
been here .... before? They ... seem to ... recognise us."
"If we have," Lukas
answered his son. He had been keeping an eye on Mal the whole time
they ran. He had to admit he was impressed with the boy;s stamina.
"Ah don't recognahse this city. It appears pre-industrailization."
"I, have been trying a-as well,"
Rommie said. "I have been trying to place this city as we pass through
it, but can't, sir."
"in here. Quick!" came a female voice from just ahead
of them. Lukas looked and saw a woman whom appeared to be in her mid
30's standing in an open doorway. They were just out of sight of the
pursuing mob, so Lukas opted to take the offered sanctuary.
"Out of those uniforms, fast!" te woman ordered. "Girls! Help them
quick! The mob will be here any minute."
Roman looked puzzled as two attractive
young females started pulling at his uniform. He looked over to Malahi
who was as astonished as him and already half naked. The commodore
seemed to be the only one not too perplexed.
"Do as they say," he ordered. Already, from outside,
the sounds of doors being burst open could be heard. The mob did not
like losing the trio it was chasing. Fortunately the mob did not get a
good look at their quarry. As they got closer, voices could be heard
and varying descriptions were given. The only thing for certain, the
men were Starfleet officers.
Malachi was unsure he could feel any
more embarrassed than he did at this moment. What will Melody think
when she finds out? One of the girls who had helped disroe him, pushed
him into a small room and won onto the small bed that was there. "I'm
sorry," she said to him as she saw the confused, almost scared look on
his face. She placed herself over top of him on the bed. She was
about to explain when the sound of the outer door bursting open could
be heard.
"Search each room," came the voice of a man leading
the mob.
"What is the meaning of this?" asked the woman who had offered the
sanctuary.
"We're looking for three Starfleeters," growled the man. He proceeded
to give a description of whom he thought he saw, which did not match
the trio at all. Each room was looked into. Lukas, Malachi and Rommie
were all spotted with a woman each.
"Nothing," growled one of the other men. "It's just a damn whore
house." The mob departed without even apologising for the intrusion.
OFF
Commodore Lukas Fyrstk
Commanding Officer
Lt. Roman Haas
2nd/OPS officer
Malachi Fyrstk
Science officer-in-training
