"Choose wisely Captain, you don't want to let a good decision go to waste by picking the wrong person!" the gorn leader snarled at Kirk. Kirk looked around the room lost he didn't know what to do, he felt useless.
"Tick tock captain, one must die and one will survive. I'll give you 15 seconds to decide"
15,14,13,12...
Kirk looked over to his right, to see Spock hanging from the walls, arms and legs bound in tight chains allowing him to dangle in a sort of star shape. He saw Spock lift his head weakly. His face was bloody and battered. His face showed no expression of hurt or anger but Kirk knew the Vulcan could not withstand any more pain.
11,10,9,8,7...
"which will it be the Vulcan or the human?"
6,5,4...
As Kirk looked to his left he quickly turned away. He couldn't bare to look at bones. A wave of guilt swept over him as tears fell down his cheeks. Bones, the man he loved, was lying on the ground his leg twisted back at an awkward angle. Kirk didn't need any medical knowledge to know that it was broken. Blood ran down bones face. He was unconscious, barely breathing, barely alive. Kirk tried to look again, tears falling quicker his eyes turning red and vision blurred.
3...
He had let this happen...
2...
His actions had started this fight...
1
And now the two people he cared for the most would have to pay the price.
0
"Who do you choose Mr Kirk?"
"I choose..."