Soaring To New Heights
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own these characters…~sob~
Warning!!! I am probably going to be changing views a lot during this story, so up front, sorry. It is not on purpose! I swear! ~blushes~
Chapter 1 Prologue
James Tiberius Kirk was born the day his father died, and the day that the USS Kelvin destroyed. At age 5, his mom dropped him off at a random doorstop in Iowa. Jim was to never see her again. Lucky for Jim, a runaway newly turned teenager lived there. When he discovers a little blue eyed angel sitting on his doorstep, he was shocked.
"What's yer name kid?" The blonde, blue eyed wonder slowly turned to look at him.
"Jimmy."
"Jimmy what?" The eyes searched his brown ones.
"Kirk. My daddy's dead." That's nice. The kid cocked his head in an adorable puppy like fashion, a question clearly written in his eyes. The teen sighed.
"Name's Leonard McCoy…or what's left of him. Barely escaped that hell hole I lived in with my bones…" Leonard grumbled. The boy seemed to be deep in thought, then a smile broke across his face, lighting up.
"Bones!" Leonard looked taken aback.
"No…Little Jimmy," he was after all very little for his age… "Leonard. Lehn-ahrd." The kid stubbornly shook his head.
"No! Bonesy!" Leonard growled softly, and Little Jimmy giggled. Damn-it! He was a teenager not a father.
"Bonesy! I'm hungry!" Little Jimmy whined. ….Then again, maybe he could be both…
1 year later
Bones had a job at Wal-Mart now, checking people out at the counter. (He had to get one once he realized how much this kid ate, and…got sick.) Today though he was running majorly behind and in his hurry, forgot to lock the door behind him that would keep Little Jimmy safely inside. (Jim was good at getting into trouble.)
After an hour of sheer boredom (and waiting for Bonesy to get back) he decided to go see if he could crack the lock on the door yet. Jim was smart. Smart enough to be able to hot wire a car at the age of 4, and do amazing square root problems of any number in his head, at the age of 6. So lock, schmock. This should be easy for Jim right?
Wrong.
Bones got wise after Jim's first escape. He put a lock at the top of the door, out of Little Jimmy's reach, had the lock put on the outside, and for good measure, added an additional security system right next to the door, that opened only on his command. (Jim already passed that, but couldn't reach the lock.)
A sigh of disappointment escaped his lips, and he disheartedly twisted the knob. To his astonishment, the door swung wide open, and he clapped his hands in delight. He dashed outside, deciding to play a game of hide 'n go seek with his Bonesy.
(Bones POV)
Bones sighed to himself. "Damn people! I'm a kid not a search engine!" He grumbled to himself while walking home… Subconsciously Bones noticed the door was wide open as he walked through his doorway. He starts to close the door when it clicks. "Little Jimmy?"
He walked into the living room. "Little…Jimmy?" No one came running for him. Bones thought that maybe, Jim was playing a game with him, and so checked the house from top to bottom. Nobody.
He went into the kitchen. "Jim? This isn't funny! Come out right now!" No one answered. Bones bolts out the front door. "LITTLE JIMMY!"
(Jim POV)
Jim had been wandering around for awhile now, when he came upon a circular hole in the earth. He peered over the edge. There was something shiny down there. He leaned to far in and fell.
2 hours later, Jim got bored with the hole and his game, and was getting hunger pains. He decided to go home. The walk home was longer than he remembered.
(Bones POV)
Bones trudged up the walkway to his front door, despair hanging heavy in his heart like a lead weight. The door was open…Wait! Didn't he shut it before he went looking for Jim? He ran into the living room head whipping back 'n forth, like a humming bird's wings. A wail came from the kitchen.
"LITTLE JIMMY!"
"Bonesy! I'm hungry!"
"Where the hell were you?!" Bones demanded as he ran into the kitchen, then stopped dead. "Jim?"
"Bonesy I am hungry!" emphasizing his before statement, and getting a little angry at being ignored. Bones shook his head in amazement. What stopped Bones in his tracks was the fact that Jim was glowing a soft florescent green, and his eyes were deep purple with a slim golden ring encircling his iris.
"Little Jimmy. Where did you say you went?"
"I didn't." He said a little bit crossly. "I fell in a hole and played with some glowing green rocks."
The 1st Month
Bones looked for any condition that remotely resembled Jim's. Nothing. However, he was learning a lot about medicine. The good news was that after the 2nd week of Jim's…condition, he stopped glowing green and his eyes turned back to normal, at least when he wasn't extremely angry.
The bad news, Jim started to have extreme back pain and head aches. Bones read so much medically involved events, that he could quote right out of the books in the Iowa public library.
The 2nd Month
Jim's pain receded and he began to feel better. Lighter, stronger, and free-er. The whole incident faded to the back of their minds, although Bone's was looking towards a career in medical. However, after the second week, Jim had a very serious case of chicken pox, and had itchy red bumps for weeks. Afterwards though, he had patches of rough red skin all over his back. Soon though, that cleared up to two rough patches of skin. They ignored it.
The 3rd Month
Jim had his 7th birthday. They decided to go swimming in a lake. When they went to get out, Bones noticed something odd about Jim.
"Little Jimmy? Come here." Something must be wrong. Bones never called him "Little Jimmy" anymore unless something was bothering him, or he got extremely pissed at Jim. (Jim had told him that he was too old for that name now.
Jim walked to Bones. "Turn around." Jim did. Bones ran his hand gently down Jim's back. There it was! The abnormality. "Jim? What did you get into now?!"
"Um…nothing."
"Jim!" Bones severely looked him in the eye. Jim put his hands up in confusion.
"I swear Bonesy!...Why?"
Bones took a deep breath. " You have two, hard white bumps on your back. Here and here." The skin patches were gone now, and instead, two slightly rock hard, white bumps were on his back.
Bwa ha ha ha ha! Cliff hanger! Don't yah love 'em?! R&R Be nice please! Was my skipping POV really bad? Sorry if it was.