Star Trek FanFiction Part 1
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Chapter 1: Counselor Troi Personal log, stardate 1263.2621. I have just been assigned to the starship Enterprise, the strongest ship in the Starfleet Fleet. I graduated from the Academy at stardate 1263.2600.

Star Trek FanFiction Part 1

Chapter 1: Counselor Troi

Personal log, stardate 1263.2621. I have just been assigned to the starship Enterprise, the strongest ship in the Starfleet Fleet. I graduated from the Academy at stardate 1263.2600.

They say it is rare for someone so early out of the Academy to be assigned to the Enterprise. I have been assigned as a Lieutenant, so now my title is Lieutenant Sarin.

The crew hasn't taken to me yet, they seem awkward around a Vulcan such as I.

Apparently, the last Vulcan on the Enterprise was Spock, and that was over 100 Earth years ago. Before leaving Vulcan for the Academy, Ambassador Sarek told me to promote logic.

But of course, what else can I do? Perhaps his son wasn't Vulcan enough, but I'm no one to talk. I find it difficult to understand the concept of feelings.

For years, Vulcans have shut them out. Perhaps feelings are the reason the crew hasn't taken to me. Do I seem menacing? I'm sure they've seen someone such as I...

Maybe they think I'm a Romulan, a branch of the Vulcan race. Violent, illogical, and against peace, we look alike, but the similarities end there.

Vulcans find it illogical that we look like them but have such a violent attitude while we prefer peace.

My quarters are nice, I guess. I have a sink and a food simulator on the right side with a table and a couple of chairs. On the left, there is my bed, windows so I can take a glimpse outside.

In the center, there is a large table, and on it, my Starfleet uniform. I hadn't put it on yet, I plan to wear it tomorrow, I don't want to wrinkle it before I have to.

It is a yellow color, signifying that I was in Engineering and an extra for Bridge business. It's- I'll say more later, someone is at the door.

. . .

"Come in," I replied to the knock on the door. It was a tall lady with bushy brown hair, wearing a long blue dress. She walked in and asked if she could sit down.

I granted her permission and then stared at her. Who was this? None of the crew had come to my quarters... well, I'd only been here half a day, and I was to take over my post tomorrow.

"I'm Deanna Troi, the counselor on this ship," Troi stated, "I'm here to review all new recruits." I stared back at her.

"I'm sorry," I began. "But I don't need a counselor." Counselor Troi just smiles at me.

"It's my job to make all of the crew comfortable here. Would you like a tour? It seems like you haven't been anywhere except your quarters," She points out, regarding my uniform.

Then she looks at me, confused.

"I can't read your emotions. Are you... Vulcan?" I could tell that Vulcan wasn't her first answer. She was definitely thinking I was a Romulan.

"I am not a Romulan if that is what you were wondering," I said. "I am a Vulcan."

"That makes sense," She nods to herself. "Alright. So if you ever need someone to talk to, my office is adjacent to the Bridge. Welcome to the Enterprise...?"

"Lieutenant Sarin," I answer.

"Welcome, Lieutenant Sarin. I hope you enjoy it here."

"I can't enjoy anything." I point out. Troi cocks her head like I was a mystery to her.

"Or... the Vulcan equivalent." She starts to leave, but I stop her.

"Wait." She turns back.

"Yes?"

"Why is the rest of the crew... so averse to my kind?"

"Oh, Sarin, They aren't averse to your kind... it's just that..."

"I look like a Romulan. No, Romulans look like Vulcans. Not the other way around." Troi nods grimly.

"Correct. If you don't mind me asking..." She stops. "Are you full Vulcan or only half Vulcan?"

"No matter, it was a logical question. I am a full Vulcan, Counselor."

"I see," She strokes her chin and leaves. I go to my food recreator and stop there. What delicacy do I miss most from Vulcan? I couldn't remember. I should get some sleep.

So I could be on time for work, which was logical in itself.

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