His body was stiff and heavy, like the weight of a herd of buren, a large pig-like creature from one of the planets he had ended up while on the run from the Federation. His body was shivering, feeling as though it was touching ice. He couldn't open his eyes, but his hearing was slowly going from muffled to clear in a matter of seconds. He assume is enhanced genetics was making this process a bit faster. Voices from all around him seemed to be yelling, and he made a slight moaning noise as the sounds made his head seem like it was being smashed by one of the metal doors on a ship.

A loud explosion sounded far away, and the voices seemed to hurry out of wherever he was. He wanted desperately to put some clothing on, to warm up, but his mind concluded that it was best to lay here still, especially since the last time he had been woken up, he had caused havoc within the Federation. No doubt they had frozen his body again, keeping his brain function working but everything else was stalled.

Which means something had happened to make them thaw his body and wake up, again. He doubted it was anything less than a catastrophe, from the explosions that rocked the ship. He felt a presence next to him, and was grateful that his hearing had cleared up. His body was getting back into shape, and a hand gently touched his arm.

"You need to open your eyes, Kahn," a soft voice whispered into his ear. He slowly opened his eyes, and took a moment to balance his vision out. The lights were flashing, and the hospital bed was the only thing in the room. An older woman was leaning over his naked body. "You need to stay alive. Without you, we are all lost," she whispered again.

He blinked and sat up slowly. He didn't say anything, and studied her. She looked non-threatening, dressed like a nurse and a soft smile on her wrinkled face. She was a descendant of his family that had been held in the tubes. He opened his mouth, but a finger stopped his lips. "I'm sending you to a safe place. This bag is yours. When you get to where you are going, find help. You will meet two compassionate, smart, and strong women, as the prophecy says. Please, be careful."

She nodded to a pile of clothing and a duffel bag under the bed. "You have money, along with clothing, from that era." She turned and stepped toward the door. She put up a finger and turned her head enough to look at him through the corner of her eye. "The leather strap on top is your transporter. It can be used once every three weeks. Be warned, if you stay here, you will die. We will all die. Survive, Kahn."

He watched her with his blue eyes as she hurriedly left and closed the panel behind her. Another explosion sent him flying off the bed and into the wall. Screams sounded in the hall as the lights flickered once more and then turned off. The sirens stopped, and he had a feeling that everything had been damaged. Looking out the window, he saw a bright star about to swallow them whole.

Without thinking, he pulled on the trousers and the top, placed the leather strap on his wrist, and picked up the duffel back. A small light emitted from a tiny circle whole on top of the strap, like a button. He felt the air warming up quickly, and pressed the light on his wrist. The universe turned dark around him, and he felt like he was falling through the hair. Gasping, he felt himself being tugged in all directions, and he struggled to hold on to his bag, like a life line. It was the one thing that would probably get him through this new 'era'.

Suddenly, a light was shone all around him, and he fell heavily on a padded seat. He let out a grown as his hip hit something hard and sharp, and his head exploded with pain as a scream was let out by someone near him. He struggled to open his eyes as the thing he was in came to a halt and sent him flying into the front… seat?

"What the hell?" a woman exclaimed from the front seat. Another female screamed from beside her. He squinted through the light, and willed his eyesight to start clearing up. He was face to face with an adult female, who looked terrified and pissed at the same time, and a young female, who was holding her backpack to her chest, her face pale. "Where did you come from!" the adult female screamed at him. He looked around, seeing they were in a vehicle of sort. It was very primitive, and he had a feeling he'd seen it before, maybe in a movie.

The sun was low in the sky and he guessed it to be around 6pm. He quickly assessed the situation. He had a head injury – he felt blood running down his forehead. His hip was most likely bruised by something this woman had in her vehicle. He thought about what the old woman had told him in the ship – two females will help him. Well, here were two females, although one was a child. He took a breath to say something, both females looking wide-eyes at him, but then he felt an eternity of traveling through time and space slam into him, and his universe went dark again.