-khans POV-

I hate them. They took my family from me and if i was any one else i would be consumed by grief. but i prefer to call it hatred. i will have my revenge. there is nothing left for me so death does not faze me, though it hadn't before. yet, now i will take the enterprise with me.

"hehe…he" i let out a cynical laugh. the enterprise has beamed back after my crew was detonated to process me for my crimes. they knew i would find a way to escape and the were right. we now orbited earth as they try to fix there ship to land and to figure out what to do to me. i was just lying on the floor in my glass chamber where they beamed me to. i knew the crew was looking at me wondering what i was doing.

"hehehaha" i let out again as i clinched my fist. my family is gone… i was so close to saving them. i swallowed hard as my eyes screwed shut and i continued to laugh quietly. i would not cry in front of these murders, so i did the next best thing…i laughed. all i wanted was my crew.

"what is he doing" someone whispers.

"what am i doing…indeed" i breathed out as my eyes snapped open. i finally got up in a bit of a stagger and starred at the crew. i would straighten my posture but i don't care.

i smiled in grief at them, "you should kill me when you have the chance, oh fearless leader of the enterprise." i bit out through clinched teeth. something snapped and a surge of power came through me. all my muscles tightened up. i wanted to punch something, kill something…. avenge my loved ones. "what is with your kinddds!" i snapped at them as i punched the glass making it shake. the main crew took a step back at the sudden outburst. "you think i manipulate, but you.." i kicked the bed snapping it in half, "to conquer" i was quoting Marcus now, "to rule" i was speaking to my self though i was yelling louder and louder. i was losing myself… i knew this but i couldn't stop. centuries of trying to gain my crew back had finally made me snap. "make the weapons or i shall kill them" i quoted again as i crack the wall. "make me ruler or i shall torture them" i punch something else. i noticed slightly the my captures were scampering around out side. no doubt because i cracked the glass now. yet i continued. "one by one" i was flashing back now…. to my crew…..the ones who were torture in font of me… the ones who had just died… i failed. "plant a bomb of nerou toxins or they will burn." i muttered.

"there were 300 hundred of them when i first was woken… oh captain" i bit out. something hit my neck. i knew it must be a tranquilizer but i ignored it. then i felt a shock from a stunt gun but i did not stop. i felt my muscles locking up but i will not stop with just that. not like this. i knew it was purely will power that kept me unfazed. i felt another tranquilizer hit me as continued on my rampage. this one was a nerve dart i concluded as everything started to feel as though it was on fire. i cried out as my next punch landed on the glass. the nerve dart made it feel as though i broke my knuckles. yet i continued.

the nerve dart had kicked in full force now. perhaps this was going to kill me, maybe there would be peace now. i cried out again as everything felt as though it was breaking. i staggered down to my knees as my body began to convulse slightly. i finally looked at the crew and smiled. tears started to fall. this i hated. the nerve dart had broken my mental wall as my vision blurred.

"You.. better kill me now…enterprise.." i cringed out as my throat began to seize up to. I crumbled back with a yelp and began to convulse worse. my lungs start to seize as i gasped for breath. i stared at the blurring ceiling. 'I'm sorry my crew… for i have failed…. maybe now you may lay in peace' i thought. death was nearing but no, even that was taken away from me. threw my blurred vision i saw some one stab my chest with what i assume was the antidote, because my lunges finally opened up. black clouded my vision as everything finally took over. "cant.. you just let me die…" i breathed out before I fell under finally. cant they just at least let me have death.

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"McCoy! What did you shoot him with?!" kirk yelled franticly as he plunged a stabilizer into khan's chest.

"Nothing was stopping him!" McCoy yelled as he stepped through the hole in the glass khan had made earlier with a kick though he seemed not to notice.

"Cant… you just let me die…" khan spoke warily as McCoy knelt to his other side. the crew was stunned to say the least. There was a sense of guilt that racked there brains as they stared at the convict. McCoy started check khans vital signs as everyone replayed the events in there heads.

"We need to get him to the medic bay" McCoy stammered out as khan continued to convulse. Everyone was confused on what was revealed to them, but they all knew that they had to save this man. Khan had revealed to them all, that he was nothing but a victim in all this, but he also revealed there was a bomb of neuro toxins planted some where. kirk and spock lifted the man up, each throwing an arm over their shoulders and wrapping one of their arms around his waist. khan continued to convulse as his had lolled forward, he groaned in pain as they began to walk.

it didn't taking long to get khan to the medic bay as McCoy began to gather viles and a nurse started to strap khan down so they can settle his convulsions down enough to give him any medications needed.

The group starred at one another for a bit before kirk spoke.

"Ok, any plans?" he started letting McCoy work behind him. "we know theres a bomb now."

"Yes, but we have no inclination on where and when it had been planted. Nor do we know if its active." Spock spoke systematically. "and i doubt khan is going to tell us since we killed the rest of his crew."

"Yes, I understand spock!" kirk cut him of rubbing his brow. The moral roller coasters were really getting to him at this point. "any plans to get him to tell us… anything?"

Everyone looked at each other in question on what to do. "well threatening won't work anymore, nor torture as we can assume Marcus tried that before threatening his crew." Spock listed off. Everyone cringed a bit at that, but knew they considered both methods.

"What do we do to get a man who has nothing to lose to talk" Uhura spoke nonchalantly.

readers choice/vote!

do they get him to talk because they give him a new family(them), does he fall in love (with OC or one of them also your choice also), or therapy. first couple of reviews will decide.