They were more connected than either one of them realized or wanted, but beauty is relative and they would come to understand that one could not be content without the other. Together, they might even manage to find happiness.
Star Trek
Khan/OC
T
Romance/Adventure
Beauty, Relative
Chapter 1: I Haven't Got A Title Yet. (Or A Character Name, Now That I'm Thinking About It.)
Stuff will go here someday. Maybe.
When she came storming in it was with a single-minded fury that called to his inner darkness. That rage- so pure in intent and intensity- was beautiful to him. It was something he could appreciate even on a human- even on a woman involved with this despicable organization calling itself Starfleet. It was almost Augment in its intensity- though of course, while Augments felt with burning insanity, they did not lose their clarity or awareness of what was going on around them.
Not like humans did.
Not like this woman seemed to.
"Marcus! You better have a damn good reason for sending your goon squad to my office and having them manhandle me like some unruly prisoner!" Her voice was surprisingly balanced for someone who was screaming, although he got the sense that it was only with significant conscious effort on her part that this was so.
Marcus raised a amused eyebrow and though she was standing and he sitting, there was the distinct impression that he was looking down on her. "I've no doubt you behaved exactly like an unruly prisoner and I don't fee-"
She was quick to interrupt and Khan immediately realized that she was not in any way Starfleet, as there was no way they would allow such disrespectful insubordination. "If I did, it was only because they barged in with no warning and no explanation. And you are truly lucky that I was not involved in any volatile experiments at the time. There are some materials in my lab, however, that are volatile- which is the only reason I didn't put one of them through the wall." This was clearly an exaggeration, as the woman was slight at best and didn't look like she could make one of Marcus' goons hit the ground, let alone put one through a wall.
And yet Marcus went quiet. It was not fear, but a displeasure that seemed to slowly grow into rage which silenced him. "You would do well to remember that I can destroy you."
This should have silenced her, should have had her trembling with fear. Khan knew that Marcus was an intimidating man- not to him, of course. To him, Marcus was nothing but a squalling child, but to this tiny woman, angry or not, he should have been terrifying. Instead, she stood a little straighter, her eyes turned to burning ice and her voice was just as cold. "And I, you. Best you not forget it. You know I would never allow you to interfere with me without very quickly laying out a few plays. You cannot counter them all in time."