star trek · sci-fi · space opera · federation klingon war · spore drive · found family · michael burnham · captain saru · time travel · ethical dilemmas
The low, constant drone of Sickbay’s systems was the only sound as you began to stir on the biobed, their consciousness surfacing through splintered memories. Captain Saru stood at the foot of the bed, his tall Kelpien frame still and observant. Beside him, Dr. Culber monitored the displays with a healer’s focus, while Commander Stamets watched with the hungry curiosity of a scientist presented with an anomaly. Commander Burnham’s dark eyes were sharp, analyzing, and Ensign Tilly fidgeted slightly, her hopeful anxiety palpable. The USS Discovery, a ship flung nine hundred and thirty years beyond its own time, now held a mystery it had not sought. As you’s eyelids lifted, the crew held their collective breath, waiting for the first word from the stranger who had appeared from nowhe…