Brystal is the daughter of the great Admiral Christopher Pike. She was nobody special, nobody specific, but that all changed one day.
"Adventure for destiny in the stars."
[Star Trek: Reboot]
[Kirk x femme!oc]
Cover by @chasingmaybanks
Book 4 in the...
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The Enterprises Speakers screeched to life. Causing everybody on the bridge, the lower decks, and engineering to look up. Ringing erupted in Brystal's ears, causing her to grimace at the noise. Her attention immediately driven to the sound of her communicator going off.
The speakers were rarely used unless a giant threat or red alert was going off. Yet, no red lights darkened the labyrinth of hallways and pipes of engineering. And no word if a threat had suddenly made their apperance in the system.
That's when the most peculiar thing began to happen. Music beginning to string out of the speakers, nothing at all that Jim would do with the speakers.
Flicking open her commuincator before answering, "Ms. Pike, here."
"What part of engineering are you in at the moment?" Jim's voice came.
"Like between life support systems and speaker technology, why may I ask are the speakers playing Crazy On You by Heart?" Brystal questioned Jim, recognizing the song by the guitar strings.
She couldn't count how many times her mother played that song when she was little. Knowing all the lyrics by heart, even humming it once in a while. But knowing the tune came out in 1975 made her know that her mother was from the time period.
"Someone's jammed all of our signals up here on the bridge. Thankfully the communicators are working. The speakers have been rigged. Shields went down for 25 seconds at least," Jim told her.
"25 seconds? How the hell was it down for 25 seconds? I'll go check out that speaker malfunction," Brystal put her communicator down, sliding it back into her suits pocket.
Walking a bit faster as she moved past some engineers, frantic to make the ship working again. Her eyes landed on the empty hallway of where speakers were fixed or were remade. To her surprise no one was there.
The brightly white room was empty, except for Brystal's presence. Wires clung to the ceilings, shadows of large pipes looming over her body. The lights flickering off and then on again as she crossed over to the console in front of her.
Her eyes caught sight of a small devices hooked into the systems, glinting a shade of green against the white console. Tapping her finger, vigorously on the small device, only showing the song playing.
"If we still have time, we might still get by," the song continued through the speakers.
Tightly gripping her hands against the device, desperately trying to pull it out of the large socket. Her fingernails scraping against the metal, her hands turning red from tiredness. Her eyes darting at the cuffs holding the device.
Whoever planted the device in wasn't going to let their music stop.
And they probably wouldn't be to happy if she did manage to get the device out.
Taking her communicator, reopening it into her hands, "Hey Cal, someone jammed a device into the speaker system."
"Jammed?" Callum's voice came through the communicator, "Can you explain it more clearly?"
