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Part 1 of Flashbang: A Intergalactic Love Story
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Flashbang: Book 1 (75,000 Light Years)

Summary:

Summary: A love story told in short flashes and long bursts of Klingon/Human hybrids Lieutenant B’Elanna Torres and Lieutenant Andrea Thomas. Double the Klingon DNA, double the passion!

Pairing: Torres/OFC

Rating: 18+/MA/NC-17. Contains adult language, violence, and sex between two women.

Author’s note: Belongs to Paramount, blah blah blah. We all know the story of Voyager. I’ve gotten rid of Lieutenant Paris and replaced him with a more suitable mate for Lieutenant Torres thanks to artistic licensing. There are some elements that are directly from the show, but a lot is my imagination. Though there is much confusion as to which year is correct, I’ve made B’Elanna’s birth year 2346 as per her official Star Trek bio.

Notes:

This whole saga has been rewritten, edited, and will be presented here on AO3 more logically. Thanks for joining Dreya and B'Elanna on their adventure.

Chapter 1: First Impressions

Chapter Text

Official Starfleet Records

 

THOMAS, ANDREA M.

 

Starfleet ID: TH86212

Rank: Lieutenant

Current status: Missing In Action 2371 (USS Voyager , CO Capt Kathryn Janeway)

Born: 17 August 2344

Birthplace: Earth (Portland, Oregon, USA)

Species: Klingon/Human hybrid

Height: 5’11” (180cm)

Weight: 165lbs (75kg)

Hair: Blonde

Eyes: Green

 

Mother: Capt Sue A.Thomas (Active - CO USS Hawking )

Father: K’Har (Commander - Klingon Defense Force)

Siblings: Lt Alexander J. Thomas (deceased - 2360)

 

____________________

 

[I. First Impressions]

 

Lieutenant Andrea ‘Dreya’ Thomas, Helmsman of the Federation starship Voyager , crumpled into a human-shaped ball into her bed, exhausted after having been on duty for the better part of forty hours. To say everything had gone terribly awry on those forty hours would be insufficient and erroneous, because it could only be classified as irrevocably fucked. The Voyager crew had gotten mixed up with a ‘Caretaker’ and been stranded seventy-five years from Earth along with the Val Jean , the rebel Maquis ship they had chased in the Badlands. Nearly half of the Voyager crew perished when the ship was violently thrown into the Delta Quadrant. Many crew were lost that fateful day, including the First Officer, the Chief Medical Officer, and the Chief Engineer, all of which were sore losses to those that remained.

 

Captain Janeway faced a grueling deliberation she wouldn’t wish on an enemy: destroy the Caretaker’s Array, the only viable way home, to aid a race of aliens, the Ocampa, from a predatory race, the Kazon. Cue the arrival of Neelix the Talaxian and his Ocampan lover Kes aboard the Voyager for the seventy-five year journey home. Captain Janeway and Chakotay, the CO of the Val Jean , devised a plan to neutralize the Kazon threat and preserve both ships. The crew of the Maquis ship would integrate with Voyager as one crew and the Val Jean would be sacrificed to escape the Kazon. 

 

Chakotay, a former Starfleet officer, was an obvious choice to succeed Lieutenant Commander Cavit as First Officer with the provisional rank of Commander. Tuvok, a Vulcan who worked undercover aboard the Val Jean , was welcomed back as Lieutenant Commander and Chief of Security. The Chief Medical Officer was replaced by an Emergency Medical Hologram, The Doctor, and Kes, who served as his assistant medical technician.

 

Within the transplanted Val Jean crew was a headstrong Klingon hybrid, B’Elanna Torres, an engineer. Flippant and bold, Torres was known for pushing her engines to the limits. Dreya observed with amused interest as B’Elanna paced the Maquis bridge from console to console, unapologetically cursing in Klingon. Being half Klingon herself, Dreya knew exactly what Torres had spat out. The Helmsman had a full Klingon father and an older brother who conveyed the nuances of the Klingon language.

 

As she attempted to sleep, Dreya’s thoughts were running wild: her parents, her friends, and the life that she wouldn’t be returning to. Was she despondent? Absolutely . Unless the Voyager arrived at the Alpha Quadrant ahead of schedule, it was unlikely Dreya would see home before she expired. She forced the anxious knot of contemplation from her mind. After all, there was plenty of time for loathing and regret tomorrow.