Star Trek: The Five Year Mission
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  • Reads 2,009
  • Votes 77
  • Parts 8
  • Time 1h 19m
Ongoing, First published Jan 02, 2014
"Space, the Final Frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise. Her five year mission, to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilization. To boldly go where no one has gone before."  The quote rang in Bellona's ears as she tried her best to cover them, explosions sending shrapnel flying around her. These people. Supposed Class M planets. She hated Space. The more she explored with the Enterprise, the more she hated it.   "Bellona!" Hadley's voice drew her out of her reverie. Her eyes opened to see her friend running towards her. Everything seemed like it was in slow motion. She watched as the green man came out of the cave with the others. Hadley wasn't going to make it to her. Bellona screamed, feeling her atoms scrambling through the universe. She squeezed her eyes shut, and when they opened she was back on the Enterprise. Spock was standing in the transport room, looking stressed. Hadley was standing just next to her, her tanned arms over her face.   "Hadley!" Bellona cried, and the friends pulled each other into a tight embrace, both weeping in joy.  "We're not out of the woods yet!" Dr. McCoy told the girls, as the ship was hit with turbulence.
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