1. Always post the rules.  2. Answer the questions from the person who tagged you and make 11 new ones.  3. Tag 11 people and link them to your post.  4. Let them know you’ve tagged them.

1) Do you like the color of the sky? 

The sky is beautiful! I especially love it at night. 

2) What’s your favorite candy? 

Oh this one is difficult... I am going to have to say Hershey's cookies and cream candy bars. 

3) Do you prefer kittens or puppies? 

Kittens! KITTENNNNSSSS!

4) What’s your favorite computer/console game? 

Oh dear... I am going to have to say Pokemon. 

5) What’s your favorite band? 

Hmm... Three Days Grace. 

6) What’s your favorite and least favorite subject in school? 

I love all subjects! Well almost all. I have a bit of trouble with math, but I am trying to take a new viewpoint on it. I think my favorite would have to be creative writing. If it is a core subject, then science. 

7) What was the last book you read? 

A Star Trek book called Starfleet Academy - The Gemini Agent. 

8) Do you consider yourself religious or spiritual? 

Very much show. Not really "religious", but I am what you would call a Christian in most respects. I don't believe being gay is a sin. I mostly follow the teachings of Jesus. 

9) Pepsi or Coke? 

Neither, I don't drink soda. 

10) Do you have any pets? 

Yep! I have a cat named Angel, and two aquatic turtles named Limni (Greek for lake) and Padfoot. :D 

11) Last time you got a haircut?

It has been quite a few months. 

My questions:

Who's your favorite actor?

What state or if not from the states, country were you born in?

What is your favorite color?

What color are your eyes?

What is your favorite Pokemon, or if you don't like Pokemon, your favorite animal?

What is your favorite cartoon?

What is your favorite car?

What is your favorite planet?

What is your best childhood memory?

Are you closer to your mom or dad?

Asdfjkl Thank you guys so much.

Chekov had always been slightly excited to get a new crew member. He always made it his mission to help them feel welcomed, though he wasn't even sure why. He'd always been shy, and avoided people as much as possible. But meeting captain Kirk, he had changed a bit. He saw how he cared about everyone of the crew members, and wanted to try his best to do the same. He didn't want to know what it would be like if no one had welcomed him, or took the time to know him. And since this new man was part of security, he knew he probably wouldn't have much of a chance to get recognized. 

So that is just what Chekov had done. He spoke to the other a few times, always asking him what he thought of the ship, and the rest of the crew. Things were uneventful for awhile. The crew member seemed nice enough to Chekov, but he could tell he wasn't interested in speaking to him much. 

When word began to go around the ship that crew members were turning up dead, Chekov didn't even think that there was a chance the newer crew member was to blame. Deciding to warn the other, he waited till his shift ended, then went to the quarters of the man who was named Joe. Knocking on the door, he was surprised when it opened up. Looking up at Joe, Chekov gave a smile. He had never felt intimidated by the large size of the other male. He was part of security after all. "Hello Joe! Ez ett okay eef I speak to you for a moment?" Nodding, Joe moved out of the way. Hitting the button to close the door behind him as soon as Chekov was in the room, he smirked when Chekov let out a choked sound at what he saw as soon as he entered the room.

Stumbling back, the young Russian stared at the bloody body that was sprawled out on the floor. "E-Ett is you doing zee killing..." Wanting to run, he saw Joe blocking the door. Reaching for his communicator, he let out a shriek when the bigger male grabbed his wrist and twisted it till it cracked. Laughing, Joe took the communicator and smashed it under his foot. "You made a mistake by coming down here. I kind of liked you. But now I have to kill you." 

Panicking, Chekov just held his broken wrist with his other hand. He tried to make a dash for the door, but was thrown to the floor. Staring up, the last thing he saw before everything went dark was the grin upon the other male's face. 

Beating Chekov till the brink of death, Joe tossed aside a knife he had used to cut into Chekov's bare chest. He always found cutting up his victims to provide excitement. Looking at the time, he realized it was late, and most everyone would be in bed. Lifting up Chekov's limp body, he took him from his room, and dumped him in a spot where he knew someone would find his body. What he didn't know was that Chekov wasn't dead. Of course he was very close to death, but was somehow managing to cling to life.