Story Title: Voice with no name
Gen or Slash: Gen
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan-fiction. All here fore used characters belong rightfully to Paramount and I just borrowed them. The only profit I hope to achieve with this is the pure pleasure of the reader, so no copyright infringement intended. Please do not sue me, I don’t have money and I won’t be getting some from this story.
Author’s notes: This story takes place shortly after Seven of Nine had been separated from the Borg.
Voice with no name
I am alone.
I can no longer hear the voices of the others and in my mind there is such an emptiness just like it is deep within me. I have never felt so lonely like I feel now, for I have never been alone before. There had always been someone with me, always a voice that guided me and lead me, but now all this is gone. I am alone and nobody else will hear my voice again.
It is a loneliness, like I have never felt before and the pain that comes with is unbearable. I do not want these emotions, they are irrelevant but I cannot ban them from my thoughts or my mind nonetheless. For as hard and as far as I push them away from me, so strong and fast they return back to me. The pain I feel is the sorrow and the mourn at the things that had been taken from me, at that what I have been once and all that I have lost. Even if it had been taken from me and I never wanted it to be taken away, so it is what had been taken, that is lost for me, forever.
I was part of a unity, part of a higher unity one can possibly imagine and even if I had been only one of many, I was defined through my task. I had a task and a reason, and my voice, probably only one voice in the see of many voices, it had weight. It was acknowledged, assessed and heard. But now all this has changed.. For just like all the other numerous voices I am no longer able to hear, mine now will be hidden for the others, unheard and unnoticed.
My thoughts were only one among the many, but they were heard. Now I am only one voice among many, but without meaning for the whole, only one voice that will die away among all the others, unheard.
I am now alone, my voice without meaning, without a name.