AN: WARNING! SOME GORE!
"You don't have to do this," Bones said, following closely behind the group, gripping Harry's arm to the point of circulation loss. Kirk and Khan, along with all six security officers, were ahead of them. Kirk was speaking into a communicator.
"No," Harry replied, "I don't. But I am." He didn't remove his arm.
"You want to do what?" Came the Scottish brogue from the communicator.
"We're coming over there," Kirk replied, turning a corner, "there will be three of us. Sulu is moving the Enterprise into position as we speak."
"To this ship," the other man asked, "how?"
Khan was quick to respond, "There is a cargo door; hanger seven, access port one-oh-one A. You need to find the manual override and open that airlock."
There was a slight pause, "Are you crazy… whoever you are?!" There was a beat, as if the Scott was waiting for Khan to respond, which he didn't.
"Just listen to him, Scotty," Kirk soothed. "It's gonna be alright."
"It is not going to be alright!" The Scott replied, "You want me to open an airlock in space, where upon I will freeze, die and explode."
Harry entered the room with the rest of the men, where he was thrust a black space jump suit, complete with head covering and helmet. As the other men began to remove their clothing to put the jump suits on, Harry followed suit. He removed is shirt. His chest was bare when he heard a slight intake of breath. He turned his head to see John staring at him, blatant lust filling his eyes. Harry smirked, but turned, bending to remove his shoes.
He chanced a glance up, to Kirk and Khans direction. Khan gaze was unwavering, unemotional, and unsettling. Bones couldn't tell what he was thinking, but he desperately wanted Harry to stay on this ship. When Harry removed his pants, something Bones wished he could hide from everyone else, he quickly pulled the jump suit on.
It was skin tight and hugged his every lithe muscle. It made Bones want to rip it off. He would later, he decided.
Standing, they headed for the garbage shoot. He, Bones, grabbed Harry's arm again, causing the smaller man to stop and turn. Which, unfortunately, caused Kirk to stop and turn; which caused everyone else to stop and turn.
"Bones," Kirk said, "we don't have time for this."
"Please, Jim," Bones said, looking to his best friend, "gimme five minutes."
"We do not have five minutes, Doctor," Khan sneered.
"Then, give me thirty seconds with him," Bones growled, pulling Harry back into the room.
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Kirk turned to Khan, his hands resting on his hips. Khan stared intently at the doorway to the room, his eyes never wavering. He didn't have a readable expression on his face, but whatever it was; Kirk knew it had to do with the jealousy that he felt towards Bones and Harry.
"Slaughter is a killer, Captain," Khan said, his gaze unwavering, "it is best you remember that while we are on board this enemy ship." He turned to Kirk, "And he is a creature of habit. The things you will see him do may shake you, because he is able to do something that you simply are not able."
Kirk tilted his head in confusion, "And what is that, Khan?"
"Just as his name suggests," Khan said, turning back to the two men who were emerging from the room, both looking flush, "slaughter."
"Ready, Captain," Harry said, putting the helmet in place. He looked back to Bones, "See you."
"See you," Bones said, looking from Harry to Khan, who was smirking slightly. Bones turned away, knowing he wouldn't be allowed to join them, and headed to the bridge. He could only hope that what he said to Harry would hold true.
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Harry jumped down the hole leading to the trash exhaust and landed gracefully, while the other two used the ladders. He stood the side of Kirk, while Khan took his other side.
Kirk looked from Khan to Harry, realizing that he was now in between two killers. Great, Kirk thought, three some time! When he realized what he thought he could've kicked himself. What is wrong with me?! He shouted at himself.
He pulled up his communicator. "Scotty, how are we doing over there?"
"Captain, I wish I had better news," the communicator voiced, "They've locked her access to the ships computer. They'll have full weapons in… three minutes." There was a pause, "That means next time I won't be able to stop them from destroying the Enterprise. Stand by."
Harry and Khan exchanged glances.
"Captain," came the stoic voice of Spock, "the ships are aligned."
"Copy that," Kirk said, "Scotty! Are you in the hanger?"
"Gimme a minute," the man sounded out of breath. "I'm running." He panted. "Woah, woah, woah. Captain this door is wee. I mean it's tiny. Four square meters, tops. It's going to be like jumping out of a moving car, off a bridge into your shot glass."
"Yeah, it's okay Scotty," Kirk said, reassuringly, "I've done it before."
Harry and Khan both turned to look at Kirk in disbelief. What?
He looked uncomfortable, "Uh, yeah," he said, waving them, "it was vertical. We jumped onto this platform… anyway it doesn't matter! Scotty!"
"Did you find the manual override," Khan said, raising his voice.
"The manual override, Scotty, did you find it?" Kirk said, attempting to get control of the situation, again.
"Not yet, not yet," Scotty said, and they heard pattering, indicating that he was running again. They heard buttons being pressed.
"Captain, before you go," Said Spock, "you should be aware that there is a considerable amount of debris in the field before- "
"Yeah, Spock, thank you," Kirk said, ignoring the Vulcan, "Scotty!"
"Yes, hang on, you mad bastard!" Scotty said.
Harry knelt into position. He noticed Khan bend down to do the same. Kirk took a couple of seconds longer, before he too knelt.
"Okay, I'm all set to open the door," Scotty said.
Kirk breathed in a deeply, "Are you ready?"
Harry snorted, "Are you?"
The doors opened and they were sucked out.
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Flying through space was like flying on a broom, Harry noted. He heard Spock warn Kirk of debris, and he glanced over. He noted Kirk maneuver around the debris, before turning back to the task at hand. Using his air spray, he maneuvered slickly from side to side. He could see from his screen that he was still perfectly on course, but felt worry hit him when John shouted that Kirk was way off course.
Kirk shouted to Scotty, but the man wasn't answering. Kirk was attempting to get back on course.
Harry glanced over to Khan, but the man was doing fine, so he put his concentration back to Kirk. Suddenly his helmet got hit. Harry rolled his eyes. Jesus, was this what John had meant when he said that Kirk was accident prone?
He maneuvered completely off course, his display warning him of what he knew was obvious.
"Slaughter," Spock's voice sounded in his ear, "what are you doing?"
Harry ignored him. He suddenly heard Khan getting the warning of debris, and then the crew losing sight of him. Sulu urged Kirk to change his flight pattern. Harry continued to maneuver closer to him. None of the crew paid him any mind. Of course not.
"Spock, my display went out I'm flying blind," Kirk said, he was still slightly on course according to Harry's display.
"Captain, without your display, hitting your target is mathematically impossible," Spock said.
Jesus, Harry thought, just admit to the bond already!
"Spock when I get back, we need to talk about your bedside manner," Kirk responded seriously.
Bedside manner, indeed, Harry thought. "Kirk," Harry said, gaining on him. "Don't change course."
"Why-" Kirk began, but then he felt a body latch onto his back. He gasped, "Harry, what the hell are you doing?"
Harry used his air spray to get them both back on course, "Saving your life."
"Follow close to me," Khan said, finally voicing his existence.
Harry place Kirk between the two of them, heading right on track.
"Scotty, we're getting close, we need a warm welcome." Kirk said, "Do you copy? Scotty!" There was no response. They were getting closer. "Scotty!"
The door was getting closer and closer, Kirk kept shouting Scotty's name. Then, just as they were about to hit the doors, they flew open.
They continued flying, until they hit the floor and slide some 200 feet. Finally coming to a stop, Harry sat up.
"Welcome aboard," a brunette Scottish man said.
"Good to see you too, Scotty," Kirk groaned from his position on the floor.
"Who are they?" Scotty asked, looking between Harry, who was already standing and scouting, to Khan who was kneeling and scouting.
"Scotty, Slaughter and Khan," Kirk motioned to the two men, "Slaughter, Khan… Scotty."
"They'll know we're here," Khan said, standing.
He removed his helmet and pulled off the jump armor. Harry followed suit and turned to Kirk. Kirk did the same, but also pulled off his pack. He pulled out four phasers. He armed them, then handed them out.
"They are locked on stun," Kirk said, looking pointedly to Khan.
"Theirs won't be," Khan responded, looking down at the gun.
"Then try not to get hit," Kirk countered.
Khan ignore Kirk, "This way."
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"They are going to have full power," Scotty said, following Harry and Khan, who both jogged ahead of them, "and we're walking?"
"We're easily detected using the normal way," Harry said, putting his phaser down and typing on a computer. "Here, we can disable their weaponry. Giving us the advantage."
He pulled out his gun again, observed Khan doing as he had just done, then they both ran through the corridor. They entered another corridor and slowed their pace, allowing the two others to catch up.
"I don't mean to tempt fate, here," Scotty said, "but where is every one?"
Khan answered, "This ship is designed to run on a minimal crew; one, if necessary." He looked down another corridor.
Suddenly, a man appeared and attempted to hit Khan. Khan easily blocked. Kirk and Scotty stepped back, watching as two more men advanced on Harry. Harry deflected, knocking the two men away like they were puppies. Suddenly, three more men attacked Scotty and Kirk.
They began fighting them. Throwing punched and knees into guts. When the other men were down, only Harry was visible. They walked forward.
"Where is Khan?" Scotty asked, just as Harry exited down the hallway.
They followed where Harry had gone, turned and were completely lost.
"Shit," Kirk whispered.
"This way," came a deep voice behind them. They turned and saw Harry and Khan standing behind them.
Harry nodded to them, Khan stared, but they both began to leave.
"Scotty," Kirk said, "the minute we get to the bridge, drop Khan."
"What?" Scotty asked, "Stun him? Khan? I thought he was helping us?"
"I'm pretty sure we're helping him," Kirk said, pulling out his phaser.
"But, what about Slaughter? Aren't they… you know… a thing?" Scotty indicated with his hands some sort of obscene gesture.
"What?" Kirk asked, "No! Slaughter is with Bones!"
"What?!" Scotty asked, finally catching up with the other two. He knew enough to keep his mouth shut. If the Captain didn't say to stud Slaughter, he wasn't going to stun Slaughter.
They quickly made their way down the corridor. They all check side corridors for other crew members. Just as they were to reach the end, the power came back on. Hurrying their pace, they entered the bridge.
Stunning every crew member on sight, they made their way around the bridge. Kirk ended up in front of Admiral Marcus. When the entire bridge was down, save for Carol, Kirk nodded to Scotty, who turned and stunned Khan.
"Make sure he stays down," Kirk ordered Scotty.
Scotty walked over to where Khan had fallen.
"Admiral," Kirk began, "you are under arrest."
"You're not actually going to do this, are you," the Admiral asked.
"Admiral, get out of the chair," Kirk replied.
"You better stop and think about what you're doing here," Marcus said, "You better think about what you did on Kronos." He glared, "Even if you got away without a trace, war is coming. And who is going to lead us? You?!" He shouted, "You want me off this ship? You're gonna have to kill me"
"I'm not going to kill you," Kirk admitted, "but I could stun your ass and drag you outta that chair. I'd rather not do that in front of your daughter, though." He leveled the phaser, but glanced at Carol. "You alright?"
She nodded, "Yes, Captain."
Suddenly, Khan jumped up, knocking down Scotty. He jumped over a console, taking down Kirk.
Marcus used that time to jump up and head to a side door. While he was attempting to enter in his override code, Khan walked forward. Carol tried to stop him, but he broke her leg. He grabbed Marcus from behind and shoved him into a nearby console.
"You," he growled out, "you should have let me sleep." He grasped Marcus by the head and squeezed.
Carol screamed as his skull was crushed. She watched as her father's eyes, the once kind and loving eyes, gouged of their sockets, blood running down them. Blood poured from his ears, and his tongue was bitten off. The man, who once resembled her father, was dead.
Kirk watched in shock as the Admiral was destroyed, almost literally.
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"Our sensor rays are down, Commander," Sulu said, but went quiet as the hailing screen showed view of the other ships deck.
Suddenly, Kirk appeared, though his posture was strained. Khan stood behind him, a phaser was in his hand and pointed to Kirk's head. He smirked onto the screen.
"I'm going to make this very clear, Mister Spock," Khan said, "my crew for your Captain."
"Captain," Spock said, he turned a glare to Khan, "you betrayed us."
"Oh you are smart, Mister Spock," Khan congratulated, grinning at him.
Kirk began to speak, "Spock don't-" but he was cut off when another gun from behind him smacked him in the joint from the neck to the shoulder. He fell down, Khan watching him go.
Behind him, Harry stared at the bridge crew of the Enterprise. They stared back, shocked. "Hello, loves." He grinned, leaning into Khan, who leaned back.
AN: I'm only happy with the ending of this chapter. I feel like the ending is completely out of no where. I hope you like this. It's addicting to write. Please REVIEW! GIMME MAH CRACK!
