Summary: This story takes place after Horizon. While investigating an abandoned black stone, the crew is suddenly in the path of an extremely dangerous alien life form, which has possessed the Captain.
Note to reader: Little here, this fanfic may contain some fowl language, in the purpose of character development. Some violence for the purpose us of the story itself. This is a little Halloween story, from me to you. Please review.
Boogiemen Of Alpha Ten A Halloween Story By: SCLittleSara Chapter one
It happened in just seconds. Capt. Archer was sitting at his computer in the ready room looking at the scans they got from the black stone, found floating in a canister in space. There were numerous possibilities of where it could have come from, since the region of space they were in was a haven for all sorts of alien life.
Capt. Archer had a head ache ever since they brought that thing aboard.
Suddenly, Capt. Archer's body slumped against his desk almost slamming his face into the monitor. The tiny veins near his temples and the long slender one near his left ear caring down his neck turned black. His delicate hands flexed then clenched tearing the skin on his knuckles causing them to bleed.
His feet now turned down to where the toes of his boots touched the floor. Then a small demonic grow came from his lips. Eyes still closed, he raised his head of the desk to face the monitor.
The black in his veins fade, then he opened his eyes. The once green irises are now black, not the darker shade of green that he once had when he was a child, But black, crow's wing black.
-On the bridge.-
"Come on Travis, tell us." Trip had been on the young Ensign ever since he heard what the pilot knew about Capt. Archer.
"No way! Capt. Archer would kick my ass, if I told anyone. And he'd probably kick yours, if you told the crew."
"Ah come on. I won't tell. And look on the bright side, if the Cap'n ever tried to kick your ass, your young, you can out run'em. Besides, are you gona let an old man beat the crap out of ya?!"
"Trip, Capt. Archer has out ran out benched both of us. And you know that. You were the one that wanted that little contest in the jem a month ago. NO WAY!"
"Travis, come on now, you know you almost beat him and so did I."
From hearing most of this, the bridge crew, if they weren't before, where no intreaged on how it would turn out. And to know what the hell they were talking about.
"He had pneumonia! He was sick. If the Capt. can out do us when he was practically bed ridden, imagine what he could do when he is healthy."
"Why are you so interested in this anyway?" interrupted Lt. Reed.
"We've been best friends for ten years. Would you keep that from your best friend?" Reed considered this for a moment, then the Capt. came out from his ready room. He didn't walk with the posture and confidences that made him him. He slumped. It was strange especially to Reed to see the Capt. this way. It was out of character, alien in away.
"Hay Cap'n, what happened? Ya back go out?" It wasn't a real question, probably because when he said it he was chuckling.
The Capt. turned and starred emotionless at him and simply stated "I am fine, Commander." Then he left.
TBC