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A Star Trek TOS Fanfic translated from Spanish into English.
This is not a creation made by me, nor do I have the copyrights of this franchise which was created by Gene Roddenbury. This was written for the sole purpose of having fun and in writing fanfics I never care for grammar. (Sorry, but this is just purely free and practice writing.)
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The Enterprise returned from the city of the clouds, Stratos to see what went on over there. The last time they had been enemies of the miners, but things were supposed to change after Kirk and his crew left Stratos. In fact Captain Kirk was rather surprised that the president of the planet called him since they had ended in very bad terms. However, there was a request which was both peculiar and unexpected. Only Mr. Spock was required to go down to the planet. The rest were unnecesary.
"How strange," Kirk said.
"I presume that it is only for a brief investigation. I will transport down immediately," Spock said.
"Yes Spock and report how things go down there. I really don't have the urge to go down there, not after that idito... well don't worry about it. Safe journey Mr Spock," Kirk said. Spock nodded and left. He used the elevator and went to the transporter room where Scotty was waiting for him.
"Ah, Hallo Mr. Spock. Everything is ready to go," Scotty said and Spock got on the transporter that already had been prepared with the exact coordinates positioned. Spock's atoms dissipated, separated and then formed all of himself on the surface of the city of the clouds. He was surprised when he saw Droxine, the young blonde girl with beautiful blue eyes who had tried to seduce him various years ago. She stood in front of him with a glass of wine.
"Droxine?"
"Hello Spock. Remember me?"
"How could I forget a work of art?"
"Thank you. I am glad that you remember. I certainly remember you."
"That pleases me, but I cannot speak with you, I need to see your father."
"Oh no, you don't have to talk to him."
"But he called me."
"No, it wasn't him. It was me. I called you. I ordered the Vulcan delicacies to be sent here for you. It wasn't easy, but it wasn't impossible either. Shall we have dinner?" Droxine asked.
"You sent me here for a false message to dine with me?"
"Yes. Too much time has passed."
"Four point three years to be exact," Spock said.
"Yes," Droxine replied.
"Do you know that it is a unlawful offense to send a false message to a star fleet ship?"
