T'Slash: Well people… I said that Fall would maybe have a sequel but I decided it needs a prequel. Why cause I am I feel like it, and because this was planned along with Fall… just took me a while to write it! This was inspired by another picture that I have no idea where I found or saw, sadly I keep forgetting to save those links. I hope you all enjoy this!

Disclaimer: I do not own if I did… hell would open up.

The Prophecy

It was always prophesized that the one born James T. Kirk would die alone. He would never have his friends or his love besides him. So it had been decided before he had even drawn his first breath so it would be. Fate had written out his destiny, his life. what he would do and how it wound end and no one could change that. Not even his T'hy'la.

"It's been fun," James whispered, trapped under the bridge up to the new Captain of the Enterprise, Picard. He had known when given this mission that it could be his last. That it was full of danger yet he went anyway. "Oh my."

James sighed, looking up at the stars. The same stars he had spent so long learning, going where no man had gone before. And while he looked up at them he thought of the past. Of his time with Dr. 'Bones' McCoy and Spock when they went camping at the Yosemite. He had not lied that day. He had told them the truth the truth of how he knew he would die.

I knew I would die alone, James thought, smiling sadly as his vision started to go dark. He had faced down battle after battle, mission after mission. He had a sense of bravery that no one but the immortals had ever possessed. He knew, oh how he knew, that as long as he had someone standing by his side, death would look past him. Would pass him by.

But that time had finally come… decades from that night around the campfire. The day that death had finally come for him, he did have someone near him when he fell. But even that could not stop death. The grim prediction he had known since birth held true. The person besides him in that final moment was not his T'hy'la or his truest friend.

James continued to look heavenward, Picard disappearing form his site as his vision went completely dark. Just a small sliver of light… the bond he had between Spock and himself. The tiniest light of hope lighting up the dark that threatened to consume him.

Spock, I love you, T'hy'la. I hope you always know that at least. Please don't mourn for me. Continue to live, make a difference, James thought, directing it towards the bond with all he had. Smiling when he felt Spock react to the bond. Take care of them all for me, Spock. The old crew and my memory don't let me be forgotten. I told you I knew that i would die alone. I have known from birth. Just… don't blame yourself.

James watched as the bond flickered once, the darkness threatening to overpower that one bead of hope. That one small slice of his old life. He watched in sadness as it disappeared, leaving him alone in the dark.

Goodbye everyone. I will be waiting for you in the next life. You can count on that, he said, resigned to his fate. He smiled as he felt himself drift off. Off with the sea of the dead. Off to join whoever else had died before him. It was a great ride.

James smiled, closing his eyes against the darkness. As he drifted away, death finally taking his long overdue claim a light, a flash of the purest gold light enveloped them both. Taking James away from life, for the life he had always known. And thus, the prophecy he had always know as the truth was fulfilled.

The End

T'Slash: I think this is one of the shortest stories I wrote! But also one of my more emotional ones! I will admit to crying while writing this but… it had to be done! I hope you all enjoyed it and please don't forget to review!