A/N: Hey, I'm writing this for a creative writing class and decided to share it. I really like the story of Tarsus (Well, obviously not what happened) and I enjoy the depth that it can add to Kirk's character. This is in the TOS universe, but I'm thinking of writing another Tarsus fic in the Reboot universe.

Um, the first few chapters aren't really gory or graphic, but as Tarsus was a genocide, it will get rather graphic later on in the story. The rating will go up or down depending on the chapter. This chapter is K

Disclaimer: Not mine.

~STAR~TREKKIN~ ACROSS~ THE~UNIVERSE~

"This is the official testimony of Captain James Tiberius Kirk, Starship Enterprise, recorded after the events with the Karidian Company of Actors, specifically Anton Karidian and his daughter Lenore. The recording is to be sent to Starfleet Headquarters via Subspace Frequency 786-9435. Although my actions during this time period have been close to insubordinate, I do not regret the actions I took to ensure that Anton Karidian really was who he said he was. As it turned out, Doctor Thomas Leighton's suspicion was confirmed. Anton Karidian was indeed Governor Kodos of Tarsus IV."

"Computer stop recording" Came a familiar southern drawl from the entry way.

"Recording ended."

"Bones-" Jim Kirk started.

"No Jim, there is no reason for you to be doing this right now." Doctor Leonard "Bones" McCoy interrupted him. "I bet that you haven't slept since Doctor Leighton was killed." There was a beat of silence. "Yeah, thought so. Get some rest Jim, I know that all this must be horrible and everything, but it's over now. You should get some rest." Jim wanted to argue, to tell Bones that, no it was not over, it would never be over, at least for him. But he didn't. Instead he said

"Yeah, Sure thing Doc." The doctor regarded him suspiciously.

"I'm serious Bones, you're right. I'm tired and I should get some sleep. After all, I have a ship to run." McCoy studied his friend and sighed. He couldn't tell if Jim was telling the truth, but even so he felt like there is something he should say, or do. But what could he say? He sighed again.

"Look Jim, I-"

"Bones," Jim interrupted "I hate to break this conversation up and send you away so soon, but I really do need to sleep." McCoy hesitated.

"I'm fine Bones, really or at least I will be after a little shut-eye."

"If you say so, Jim. I'll see you tomorrow."

"I'll see you tomorrow, Bones." Jim waited for a few seconds after the door had closed to move.
He sighed, his shoulders slumping. He knew that he really should get some rest, but he also knew that sleep wouldn't come to him tonight, not after the day he just had. His mind was awhirl with all the memories, good and bad about Tarsus IV. He need to categorize them and put them back in the back of his mind where they had been before this mess. He sighed again and reached for the console. This is a bad idea he thought a really, really, really bad idea.But it was too late. His hand had already reached the console and had pulled up the recording that asked it to. The seamless working of mechanics, a manual or vocal order would both work, but Jim didn't trust himself to speak, so he reached over and hit Play.

~ON~THE~STARSHIP~ENTERPRISE~

A/N: Hoped you liked it. Oh and btw, I love writing short chapters. But that also means I love to update pretty fast.

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