Thick blue liquid lifted the hair and clothing from the body of the young adolescent, floating around the glass coffin that she was locked within. The long black locks of hair drifted around her face as the liquid was mixed within the coffin by a filter at her feet. Black chains wrapped from around her neck, across her chest—where her arms were pinned down from the dark metal—and continuing to bind down the rest of her body. The dark blue of the liquid caused her skin to appear blue and death to already to have claimed her.

Bodies moved around the coffin that the female resided in in a rush, snapping the locks to the cryo pod that she had been placed in closed in order to ensure complete safety to her. The coffin was safely locked inside of a thick steel pod, efficient in protecting it from the crushing forces of space. Foreign words were yelled throughout the room as the pod was prepped for deployment.

The darkness of space soon claimed the pod as it was launched from the starship, the only object floating in the vastness of space. A bright resounding explosion pushed the pod deeper into the darkness, drifting toward the gravitational pull of a desert planet. Chunks of the ship that had once housed the young adolescent drifted throughout the closing darkness, bits of metal, glass and bodies scattering into the endless abyss.

Arise

To Be Reborn

Sarek, the Ambassador of Vulcan/Earth relations, easily marched down the halls of the Vulcan Science Academy. His brown robes carried in the air that rushed past and through the materials, billowing behind him as he walked with long, hurried strides. The hallways were clear of any Vulcan students, most in their classes for the time being. Two other Elders flanked either side of him, the only three souls in sight. All three looked rushed, but kept their appearance calm and neutral, the only sign that something was amiss was the speed of their approach to the furthest branch of the Academy.

The three of them stepped through the main set of doors and into the medical sciences center, catching the sight of the Vulcan science team top students and teachers standing at the far side of the room. Sarek slowed his pace now that he had arrived at his destination, but his eyes darted over the faces and surfaces, searching for the reason that he had been called.

"Ambassador Sarek," One of the professors said as he bowed his head slightly in greeting, drawing the elder's attention to him.

"Where is the female?" Sarek asked bluntly, only getting a nod for his efforts before he was guided into a small room at the offset of the main lab.

"One of the transporter ships picked her up on their way on planet. It seemed to only be a regular cargo hold that had been lost from a destroyed ship so they did not bother to open it until they arrived on planet," The professor began explaining, hands moving to lock behind his back as he spoke easily, only pausing to enter the code to the adjoining room.

As the door slid open and the three Elders walked into the room after the professor, their eyes immediately falling to the glass coffin that sat on one of the stone tables in the room. Sarek stepped up to the foot of the coffin, his eyes widening at the sight of the adolescent female that floated inside the blue liquid of cryo sleep. Her black hair was long and floated around within the chemicals, masking parts of her face from them. But the defined lift at the end of her eyebrow and her upturned, pointed ears were easily noticed.

"What have you discovered?"

"There is not much that can be done until we open the case," The professor answered stiffly, "We were waiting for you to arrive before we took further action."

"It there any way to tell where she came from?" One of the other elders asked from Sarek's left, his hands clasped before him as he inspected the female. Her features weren't as clear because of the blue chemicals and the thick glass, as well as her long hair.

"The pod that she was picked up in appears to be of Romulan creation, sir."

Sarek nodded his head and stepped around the coffin like case, looking over the female. Her clothes were very dated for their time, and the black chains that bound her body still looked very aged, eaten away by the chemicals that were used for cryo sleep. It was not as common for this type of cryo to be used now that safer ways had been created.

"Open the case," Sarek declared at last. He and the other elders stepped away from the coffin as the different professors and students moved around the coffin.

"Sarek, if she is one of the Romulan's-"

"She is of Vulcan descent, I assure you." Sarek barely even looked over to the other Vulcan before he turned his attention back over to the scientists that were working on freeing the young female. All three Elders didn't openly show their curiosity or intrigue, but it was there.

The first two locks that released on the edges of the glass started a steady flow of the blue liquid onto the lowered floor of the room, drains and filters built in for occasions such as this. The next two locks that were released increased the flow, and the last two locks at the head and feet released, causing a heady pour as the water rushed out of the unsealed containment quickly, soaking through the lab clothes that the scientists wore while in the lab. Thick black locks of hair draped over the sides of the containment that the female lay within, blue dripping from the tips.

"I want to know how long she had been in cryo sleep for, and I want to know who she is," Sarek declared, looking to the lead scientist.

"Of course, sir."

Walking around the raised surface to remain away from the blue chemicals, Sarek looked over the cleared image of the adolescent. She looked around the equivalent of sixteen or seventeen in human years, her youth still clinging strongly to her. The areas of her face that was no longer touched by the cryo liquid was pale and wet, next to no colour remaining in her face. The Vulcan features were clear as day, right down to the brown old dress that she still wore.

For hours they worked carefully and precisely around the woman, removing her from the chains and glass casing that had held her for so long, clearing her lungs of the liquids and purging any left within her system. Blood tests were taken to find who the woman was, chemicals removed from the containment for samples and tests. Sarek stood by throughout the process, keeping a critical eye on all of the students that worked on the woman as well. The old clothing was removed and replaced with a pale brown strapped on vest and a simple pair of darker pants.

"Sir," One of the students called as he approached the imposing Elder, "There is no record of this woman from the past three hundred years in the computers. The only logical explanations are that she has never been on Vulcan prior to date or had been in cryo sleep prior to the 21st century." Nodding his head, Sarek dismissed the student and turned his attention to where the woman was lying upon the bed.

They had already begun the process of hooking up her vitals and restarting her bodies functions carefully, tentative to the risk of killing her if they awaken her too quickly. The blood tests would tell them how old she was and how long she had been under, it would even be able to inform them of the climates that she had been living in before she was put to sleep. They would have to wait for her to wake before they could pick her brain for other information.

The computer above the bed that she resided in alerted the room to a faint pulse that began from the woman, first several seconds apart, before it began to pick up to the regular pace of a Vulcan female. A female student stepped over to the professor with her PADD in hand, waiting patiently for her teacher to finish with the computer that was recording her vitals. "Sir, there is an anomaly," She said quietly, holding out the PADD. Sarek listened intently for her to explain. "There are traces of human blood in her veins, the equivalent of one of her parents being half human, sir."

Sarek looked to the student for a moment before he took hold of the PADD that was passed to him by the female, looking over the levels in her genes. There was indeed a small link of human gene in her from the male chromosome, the rest was pure Vulcan. But what caught his attention was the age that her blood gave them, just above 300 years old. Looking to the young female, he still found it surprising that she looked so young, whether she had been put to sleep or not. It was not possible that she had been put in the same cryo sleep for the entire time, she had to have been transferred throughout the time she was asleep.

"Time expectancy for the subject waking is approximately 18.3 hours," The professor said as he looked over the female, checking the vitals that were displayed on the computer above her.

"I will be back tomorrow then," Sarek confirmed, nodding to the others, before he departed from the lab. He was filled with an unsettled feeling, one that he tried to supress and ignore as he made his way from the Academy, knowing that he would have to go home and face his half human son and his human wife. There was no other record of a hybrid being born of a human parent before, so it was hard to discover just who that young girl was. She looked unfamiliar and the period of time that she spend in cryo sleep dated before the vast technology that was present throughout the various worlds of today, so it was unlikely that there would be any hint of who she was on any planets.

Only the female herself could tell them who she was and where she came from.

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Sarek looked over the PADD that he held in his hand, reading over the medical report that he had been sent by the professor at the Academy. The female Vulcan/Human was recovering slowly, but perfectly. She had recently begun to breathe regularly and they were able to put some nourishment into her blood steam steadily, improving her nonexistent immune system. Her colour was returning gradually, her skin no longer left with a slight green hue in certain places. After a physical examination the professors of the Academy had declared her of perfect health and her recuperation time should follow perfect schedule.

"Father."

Looking up from the PADD in his hand, Sarek was unsurprised at the sight of Spock standing in the doorway to the space humans would deem their 'office space'. His eyes were momentarily drawn to the human look of his sons eyes before he looked down to glimpse the disappearing scar that had been placed on Spock's lower lip while he was still very young.

"Yes, Spock, what may I do you for?"

"Mother has received a message from the Academy that has her…unnerved. Professor Tenok has requested her presence at the Academy so that there can be notes taken to further what is known about human behaviour." Sarek reigned in his anger at the knowledge that Tenok had gone around him, to his wife.

"I will speak to her on the matter, Spock," Sarek dismissed, placing the PADD he had been reading down on the table before him, his eyes lingering on the images that had been taken by the students to place in her medical file.

"Yes, father," Spock said evenly, bowing his head acceptingly. Sarek noted when his son's eyes lingered on the PADD that he had placed down before he pardoned himself from the room. Reclining back in the chair he occupied, Sarek looked over to the window of the room, seeing the red skies of Vulcan.

Rising from his seat before too long a time passed, Sarek abandoned his room and instead made his way toward the balcony that he knew his human wide favoured. He found her there most occasions, surprising him more than he would admit. Vulcan was far hotter than the town that she had come from so it shocked him that his wife would wish to spend so much time in the increased heat.

"Amanda," Sarek started as he stepped onto the balcony. She had sat herself on one of the many reclining chairs, a look of reminiscence on her face. Sarek knew exactly what she was thinking of as she looked to the middle of the space. The day that Spock had been born, where she held him in the crisp white blanket, smiling to happily as she basked in the glory of her new baby boy.

"Sarek," She greeted in return, holding her hand for her husband. He moved to sit with her, placing his palm against her own. The bond between the blossomed to life at the contact of their hands, causing the human female to smile and the Vulcan male to relax instinctively.

"Spock has told me of the message that you received," He began calmly, letting Amanda lace her fingers through his.

"Does it have to do with why you were called there today?" She asked, the serene look still lingering on her features. Sarek took a moment to look upon her before he replied.

"It does. There was a young Vulcan female found in a cryo pod floating in Vulcan's orbit and was brought down by a transport. The Academy is working on reviving her and the blood tests that they took provided information that the female has human blood." Amanda's eyes widened further as her husband spoke, unable to believe what she was hearing. "She appears to have been in cryo sleep since the late 20th century to the early 21st century, roughly just above three hundred years in cryo sleep."

"But…I didn't think that the technology for cryo sleep had been invented at that time," Amanda said carefully, minding her wording and not mentioning a race.

Sarek answered his wife simply, "It hadn't."

He knew that the curiosity was going to aggravate his love, but he also knew that she was one to tell that the discussion was turning to a direction that it should not.

"Professor Tenok wants me to come down to the Academy with you tomorrow. I was hoping to bring Spock with us-"

"Amanda-"

"You know better than many that Spock is beyond his years and can easily pass the qualifications and get into the Vulcan Science Academy. I only wish for him to see the experience of learning there first hand," Amanda explained, smiling faintly, her slightly aging face showing the laugh lines around her eyes and lips. Sarek knew that he could easily overpower the Professors demands that his son not come and he could barely ever deny his wife a thing.

"He may come if that is his wish."

"If the girl is awake at that time I hope that she and Spock can speak. They are both Human and Vulcan at once," Amanda explained easily, knowing that Sarek was curious to her actions.

"The female is not half human. It appears that her father was, however. The majority of her blood is that of a Vulcan, but I do suppose it is logical for her to know of others that have a similar situation to her own."

Down in the labs of the Vulcan Science Academy, the young female Vulcan/Human hybrid lay asleep in the medical bed, surrounded by brown, white and off white materials, her hair fanning out around her in a freshly brushed black wave. She looked at peace to the eye even a Vulcan, but the scanners and computers began to detect a shift. The rate of her healing picked up quickly, her heart rate accelerating just above normal. But there was only one anomaly that was large enough to alert the leading professor and scientist that there was an issue in the med labs.

Her brain activity was fluctuating dangerously.

Please be kind if you choose to review this story, it is my first attempt at a Star Trek fanfiction. If I have gotten any information wrong it would be a world of help if you sent me a review or personal message to let me know so I may fix it as soon as possible. I researched as much as I could, I'm only going off what I know from the movie.