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Year One: Cadet Scott, Canon
Jul. 30th, 2010 02:29 pmWhen it became perfectly clear to me that the original Scotty couldn't stay in the new universe, aboard the new Enterprise, without it slowly breaking his heart, I needed a solution. I didn't want a new character, though. I wanted the one I knew intimately, the one who I'd been writing for so long. So, I needed an answer. I needed a Scotty who could adapt to being in a new universe, without it breaking his heart. They're adaptable men, that particular breed of Montgomery Scott, but they're also intensely loyal to those they love. I needed a Scotty who hadn't found that yet.
Enter the Cadet.
Fierce, one step out of the proverbial wilderness, he was made of all of the same stuff as the original, with none of the polish and tempering experiences. There was no classifying this young man. He was sharp, smart, half-crazy, sweet, lost and feral. He was wise beyond his years in some ways, and far behind the curve of maturity in others. A strange, curious mix of utterly invulnerable, yet almost painfully vulnerable, all at once. He was mercurial; he could slip from one emotion to another, often in extremes, without a pause. Fluid and adaptive, holding no attachments, he was the answer.
( I had no clue that he would become such an amazing, intense, dare I say life-altering character. )
Their future is still very much in the air. They're early on in dating, and where they go from here is still uncertain. But looking back, considering that there was no way to know that they would have ended up together, I can't say that I dread it. Wonderful things happen, when you least expect them. Or, as Harold likes to quote: The universe tends to unfold as it should.
The Cadet's creation was almost an impulse. I could have never predicted what came of it, and I never stop being grateful that I took that impulse and ran with it. His interactions with others, and with Harold, have been insightful and given me a look deeper into not only the original Scotty, but also into humanity and myself. In the end, I got two young Scots out of it; I'll write more on my other later. But it still blows my mind how far it's all come, and I sometimes read back and marvel at this journey.
And I can't wait to see where it all goes.
Enter the Cadet.
Fierce, one step out of the proverbial wilderness, he was made of all of the same stuff as the original, with none of the polish and tempering experiences. There was no classifying this young man. He was sharp, smart, half-crazy, sweet, lost and feral. He was wise beyond his years in some ways, and far behind the curve of maturity in others. A strange, curious mix of utterly invulnerable, yet almost painfully vulnerable, all at once. He was mercurial; he could slip from one emotion to another, often in extremes, without a pause. Fluid and adaptive, holding no attachments, he was the answer.
( I had no clue that he would become such an amazing, intense, dare I say life-altering character. )
Their future is still very much in the air. They're early on in dating, and where they go from here is still uncertain. But looking back, considering that there was no way to know that they would have ended up together, I can't say that I dread it. Wonderful things happen, when you least expect them. Or, as Harold likes to quote: The universe tends to unfold as it should.
The Cadet's creation was almost an impulse. I could have never predicted what came of it, and I never stop being grateful that I took that impulse and ran with it. His interactions with others, and with Harold, have been insightful and given me a look deeper into not only the original Scotty, but also into humanity and myself. In the end, I got two young Scots out of it; I'll write more on my other later. But it still blows my mind how far it's all come, and I sometimes read back and marvel at this journey.
And I can't wait to see where it all goes.
