Hey folks! This is my new fan fiction for Star Trek. I've seen the movie like 20 times…well not 20 times but you get the point and I have been wanting to do a fan fiction for it since I first watched it. So here is my attempt. Please read and review. No flames! Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, sold the t-shirt on eBay, then re-brought the t-shirt because it fitted nicely and I liked the fabric!

BANG!

"Lizzie, run!" Luke Woods shouted at his little sister as he grabbed her hand. Before she realised what was happening, they had both started running through the dark quiet park, with no idea where they were going. All they knew was that they had to get away from the crazed guy with the gun.

Lizzie was so confused. One minute, her big brother was walking her home from her friends house and the next, she was being chased by who knows who for who knows what. She didn't even want him to pick her up. She had turned 18 a few days previous and felt she was big enough to take care of herself now. Well that plan had back fired and boy, was she glad he had picked her up on his way back from the gym.

She turned around as she ran to get a better look at the guy. It was too dark to make out his features but she could see a pony tail flapping behind his head as he ran and a pair of legs hitting off a long coat. a gun was in his hand pointing at the two of them. What did he want with them?

"Lizzie, keep running, don't look at him" Luke shouted to her. She turned her head back round and ran as fast as her feet would carry her, her breathing growing heavy the faster she got.

Suddenly she felt herself being pulled to the left as her brother decided to change direction.

"We need to lose him" Luke said to her.

"Who the hell is he?" she asked, panic clear in her voice.

"No idea, but we need to lose him…fast."

They continued to run, when another gunshot was heard. But this time, Lizzie stopped running as she felt her left hand weigh her down. When she looked, Luke was lying on the ground beneath her, perfectly still, blood pouring from his head. Dead.

"LUKE!" she screamed. Oh god, her brother was dead……her brother was dead. How could he be dead? He was Luke, he was the one who called her names, he was the one who looked after her when she was sad, he was her big brother. Dead.

Another gunshot pulled her out of her thoughts. She had to run or else she would end up the same as her brother, so she did. She ran faster than she ever had.

The man with the gun continued to chase her, more shots coming from his gun, but she continued running. She was tired, out of breath and had tears pouring from her eyes, but she continued to run.

That was until she felt something around her. She was not sure what it was, but one minute she was running through a dark cold park and the next she was running through a warm cream room and heading straight for a filing cabinet.

She knew she wouldn't stop in time and so embraced herself for impact. She fell to the floor as she hit it and everything faded to black.