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Thar be some angst ahead matey!
Fun Warning - lots of cursing in Klingon. Jim really likes to curse in Klingon. To him it's an angry language so when he's pissed he'll come up with words in Klingon frequently. Take this as a foreshadowing of things to come. There will be no further warnings of Klingon cursing! :)
Serious Warning - Violence, rape & remembrances thereof to/by Jim. And there will be cursing from everyone but maybe Spock!
Chapter 10 - Where are we going Mr. Spock?
Jim woke up to a boot kicking him in the small of his back. This caused him to attempt to straighten his legs forgetting that his legs were tied to his waist. What he didn't realize was that there was a cable that continued up to his throat and by attempting to straighten his legs he started to strangle himself.
As he struggled to return himself to a position where he wasn't hurting himself, he could hear his captors laughing. "Hey freak, try not to kill yourself. We have plans for you." They laughed harder.
Jim coughed and tried to control his breathing so he wasn't gulping the air. He hated showing weakness in this situation. It would only give his captors power.
Another voice spoke. This one Jim recognized and it caused his blood to run cold. "You're going to hell freak." It was Burkhart's voice, although Jim didn't know his name, that made the hair stand up on the back of Jim's neck. That voice brought back the memories of Tarsus IV to the forefront of his mind. He had been the one giving the orders; he had been the first to try his had at any active torture and always laughed the loudest and hardest.
That voice was burned into his brain: holding down Jim's adolescent shoulders while shoving his adult sized cock up his ass; talking in his ear, telling him how every man in uniform was going to keep fucking him until he gave Kodos what he wanted; and he rubbed the caked and dried blood on Jim's back so the whip scores started bleeding again. Then he took his tongue and began lapping it up.
'He was the fucking vampire' Jim remembered. For several seconds before he could control it, his mind went red with rage. Jim stomped on the rage until it was only smoldering embers.
As he cooled down he found he had to wonder, how had that verengan Ha'DIbaH (1) escaped the killing? Likely by running, he was a coward. Look at how they captured him: a bola around his legs to immobilize him and then drugs to knock him out. bIHnuch! (Cowards!)
Not that he was proud of the killing, but look what happened; here was someone he missed that was supposedly jailed, in a high security Federation prison, now loose. Any of Kodos' men that were captured should have been sent to Rura Penthe!
If they got him out of the Admirals space port, that meant at least one Admiral was probably behind this. Was this a 'test' as Spock thought or something more sinister? Jim would just have to be patient and observe his captors.
He felt someone approach him from behind again and made himself relax, no matter what. However, this time they undid the bindings holding his legs to the rest of his body and he was able to straighten them, which he did very tentatively only to have them yanked back.
"Ha, you're not going anywhere without permission freak." Said the first man.
"Now stand the fuck up." Said a different voice, one he had heard when he first woke.
Jim tried to stand but his legs didn't want to work right away because of how they'd been tied so the man grabbed him by the shoulders and stood him up. However, his knees didn't want to work at first so it took a couple of attempts for him to lock them so he could stand.
They allowed him just enough cable between his feet so could spread his feet to balance himself and shuffle as he was pushed to the wall. He finally got a look at his captors as he was unceremoniously shoved against the wall. The remaining portion of the cable that had connected his legs to his neck was snapped into a spot on the wall.
Jim noticed a second man come up on his other side just as the snap of magnetic handcuffs let go on his left wrist. He had no time to even notice as each arm was manhandled into a cabled cuff on each side.
Burhart stood in front of him, leering, with a remote control in his hand. "Hey freak, with this controller I can control those cables around your hands and throat." To demonstrate he decided to pull Jim against the wall by his throat.
Jim willed himself to calm even as the cable tightened around his throat starting to cut off his air.
"He ain't gettin' mad, like you said 'e would Burky." Schmidt quipped earning him a backhand across the face from Burkhart.
"Told you 'bout names fool." Burkhart spun on Schmidt, yelling, clearly furious. As he did he let off the control tightening the cable causing it to loosen slightly. They continued to argue in lowered voices, moving into the other room.
Much to Jim's relief he found he could breathe easier. With the slightest amount of pressure from his mind he loosened the loop around his neck, stifling the impulse to cough. He found he was finally able to concentrate on listening to the speech of his captors and he found he recognized the other voice and because of that was able to put names with them both: Burkhart and Schmidt.
Burkhart was a real sadist. Kodos had ordered for Jim to be broken. Burkhart had been the trusted Captain to devise the strategy. Schmidt had been Burkhart's right-hand man. They had to have been running when the killing began and they were lucky Starfleet showed up when they did. It was also a good thing that he had recognized his mother or there would likely have been more dead.
Jim's musing was interrupted as Burkhart and Schmidt returned to the room. He decided it was time for him to say something, "I remember you guys now. Burkhart and his crony Schmidt. You were the first two to try any new type of physical torture on me. I especially remember Burkhart raping me while licking blood off my back."
The rage had been simmering at the back of Jim's brain so when he decided to open his mouth it flooded forth. "Joy' puq, raD puq nga'chuq, petaQ, hab sosli' Quch." (2)
Jim laughed because he doubted that they'd understand the gravity of the curses he rained down on them in Klingon. To torture children was much too dishonorable. The children would either be kept if they were old enough to work or quickly executed. But never raped and / or tortured. After what they did the Klingons would have found some very unique tortures for the torturers them before killing them. Jim doubted they ever would have made it to Rura Penthe.
"Spock, sit. You too, Cadet...?" Pike looked at Uhura questioningly.
"Cadet Nyota Uhura, Sir." She said, saluting.
Pike waved her off and pointed to a chair. Throwing a glare at Spock and pointing to the other chair. "And how are you involved in this Cadet Uhura?"
Spock could feel his patience being tested as he lowered himself in the chair next to Nyota as she explained her friendship with himself and James. His control was severely tested when it came to this situation and he was sure that was the reason why Pike was making him wait. So, he waited, not allowing his control to slip.
By the time Pike turned his attention to him however, Spock was grateful for the time because he had reined in his emotional impulses and was calm, once again.
"What happened Spock, when was Jim abducted?" Pike asked, drilling Spock with his eyes to ascertain his emotional state.
"31.47 minutes ago, near the end of xenolinguistics class, which Cadet Uhura is a member of, I felt Jim panic. I was able to devote some of my mind to him while teaching the class, until I felt him call me with the force of his telekinesis behind it. I dismissed class five minutes early and went after him.
"Along with the call there was the picture of a place. I knew where it was and went to that spot where I picked up his scent. Following the scent was easy, as well as the fact that no one tried to hide the fact that they were dragging a 187 pound male, and the trail was heading directly toward the Admirals special spaceport.
"Jim then called to me again, stronger. We were able to communicate telepathically. He told me that he was being taken by off planet by Kodos' men."
Spock now stood and moved so that he was standing in front of Pike who sat on the edge of his desk. "Captain Pike, I believe that they are trying to return James to Tarsus IV in order to break his mind and spirit. However it will not work because I am going to retrieve him, with your help."
Pike stood and backed Spock up, pinning him with his eyes. "What makes you think that they are taking him to Tarsus IV Commander? That place has been abandoned for years."
"It is the presence of Kodos' men. It would be the logical place for men who had been in Kodos employ to take James for the sheer horror of what it would do to him." Spock replied evenly, sure that the only emotion he may have shown was in his eyes.
"Okay Spock. It makes a twisted kind of sense. Now how do you suppose we rescue him from there? I don't mean to sound callous, and that's how it must sound to you. But, Spock, Starfleet is not going to mount a rescue mission for one cadet, as much as it pains me to say that.
"So, let's sit down and think about options. I know for a fact that Jim has allies; such as a very determined bondmate and I know his mother will raise all kinds of hell. As a matter of fact, I'm surprised I haven't heard from her by now." As soon as he spoke those words Pike knew that it would only be a matter of minutes before he received a contact from Winona.
The comm buzzed just as Pike was having those thoughts causing him to jump. "Dianne, don't tell me, let me guess. It's a live comm from Winona Kirk?" He asked sarcastically.
"Why, yes it is Captain. Shall I put her through, sounds like she's expected?" Dianne replied musically, totally unfazed by her boss.
"That would be appreciated Dianne. Put her through to the big view screen please." Pike requested.
Pike patted Spock on the arm before the view screen flicked on presenting them with Winona's face.
"Chris, what's going on with Jim?" Came out of her mouth before it even registered with her that Pike was not alone. She stopped and rebooted before continuing. "I'm sorry Sir, it seems that I caught you at a bad time."
"No Winona, we were actually expecting your call." Pike replied getting a very puzzled look from her.
"Excuse me Chris, maybe I'm dense, maybe I'm just being a worried mother, but what the hell is going on!"
"Seriously Winona, we were expecting your call. This is Commander Spock," Spock nodded and Winona's eyes widened in recognition. "And, this is their friend Nyota Uhura. We are all involved.
"Now, as far as we have determined Jim has been taken off world. He has been in telepathic contact with Spock," Winona was floored by this piece of information. "And he spoke of Kodos' men."
Those last two words Kodos' men sent a chill down Winona's spine. She jumped up and started pacing within range of her viewer.
"No, no, no, NO! They can't!" She yelled and turned back to the viewer. "By the Gods Chris, they are going to take him back to Tarsus IV! We can't let that happen."
Spock spoke up, formal as always. "That was my conclusion as well Commander Kirk."
"Look, Spock these aren't circumstances I would have preferred for us to meet." Winona laughed the same self-deprecating laugh as he heard from Jim, causing the hairs on the back of his neck to raise. "I won't salute if you won't. Just call me Winona, please.
"Now, Chris, I realize Starfleet isn't going to call in the dogs for one abducted cadet. However, I have some favors I can call in with a couple of Veenan Captains. And, Jim is one of their own and a telekinetic s'treu, with a Vulcan ama to boot. I'll get back to you in less than one hour. Kirk out." Winona cut the channel.
Spock turned to Pike and raised an eyebrow and cocked his head preparing to ask about her behavior.
Pike looked at him and smiled. "Spock, that's Winona Kirk. Get used to her. She's your mother-in-law now." When Spock's second eyebrow joined the first Pike chuckled, shook his head and patted Spock on the shoulder.
Burkhart came across the room and backhanded Jim across the face. "Shut the fuck up freak."
Jim spit in his face. He smiled when he saw a good mixture of saliva and blood on Burkhart's face. He really didn't care that it earned him another slam in the face. A long time ago he realized that physical pain could be easily dealt with: if he didn't fight it, he would simply sweat until the endorphins took over.
Burkhart hit the button on the remote that caused the loop around Jim's neck to tighten. Jim wasn't going to allow him to choke him so, with a little concentration he kept the cable from moving and simply stood there.
Burkhart started getting angry. Jim could feel his anger and frustration building as he started hitting the remote against his hand and yelling. "What the fuck is wrong with this fuckin' remote? God damn-it!" He pointed it at Jim repeatedly hitting the button that was causing the mechanics of the device to want to close the loop. However, Jim's mind was stronger and held the workings still.
Jim could feel Burkhart's anger turning to rage and becoming totally irrational. Jim wanted to see Burkhart somehow break that remote, even if it was over Jim's own head. So Burkhart needed to be pushed over the edge.
Jim thought speaking more might just do it; and he certainly loved the guttural sound of speaking in Klingon, it was especially fun to find or make up curses! "HuH, pujwl', veQ, P'Tok. SoH lo'laHbe', Qop gagh." (3).
"I said shut the fuck up freak!" Burkhart yelled as he continued frantically pushing the buttons on the remote, trying to get it to work.
"I'll talk if I want to Burkhart." Jim decided to take a conversational tone to see if that would drive him over the edge. "You're human swine, you and your friends. You call me a murderer, yet you murdered innocents. Whereas I killed those, who murdered the innocents."
Burkhart was getting close, Jim could feel it. It sounded like he was growling.
"What are your nightmares like Burkhart, with the blood of hundreds of innocents on your hands? Huh? How does it feel?" Here it comes Jim thought.
As the last words came out of Jim's mouth Burkharts control broke and he turned on Jim. Using the remote as a blunt weapon, he started to beat Jim over the head.
Anticipating the move Jim had erected a crude shield, like,transparent aluminum, around himself. So the majority of the impact was absorbed before it hit him. That didn't matter, however far from perfect the shield was, Jim did accomplish his goal when the remote broke into pieces.
It was less than one hour when Winona Kirk called Chris Pike back. Dianne put her right through.
Chris, Spock and Nyota turned to the viewscreen as Winona's face appeared. "Good news, Captain Surry of the Stivet will assist. The Stivet is a small, fast ship. Warp 6-8 is where they normally set the cruising speed for her. She will do warp 12 in a crunch.
"I got leave approved from Captain Jameson for as long as I need. They're dropping me off at Starbase 4 tomorrow where the Stivet will pick me up the next day and we will head to Earth and should be there in four days." She could hear Spock growling. "Sorry Spock, that's as fast as things move. I want to get him back as soon as possible as well, but it could still be weeks. Remember we're dealing with space distances here."
"Apologies Comma... Winona." Spock corrected himself giving his head a shake, then meeting her eyes once again. "He is my mate in a way that seems to defy time and space. I do not understand." Spock looked at Winona, brows creased, lips pursed, ramrod straight, holding his hands behind his back and fear pouring from his eyes.
"I can explain sometime, but not now. Spock, can you feel him?" Winona asked. If he could, it would be possible he could act as a locating beacon. That could be one of the workings of the ama bond.
Spock closed his eyes and concentrated for several seconds then said "They are near the orbit of Neptune."
Pike walked over to his computer and called up sensors for the traffic in the outer solar system and found that there was one registered transport ship that Spock pointed out. "There is a registered Mazarite transport just closing on the orbit of Neptune. The maximum speed the Mazarite's have been able to achieve warp 5.2. Even with the delay we may be able to meet them in space."
Winona turned her attention from Pike back to Spock. "Spock, do you think you could reach him telepathically?"
"I do not know. Our previous telepathic contact was initiated by James. If we had a full Vulcan mating bond it is likely I could still contact him, but that ability would diminish with distance. I will try to contact him as soon as I am seated." Spock moved to the closest chair and sat.
Closing his eyes, Spock concentrated on the one being in the Universe who had captured his soul. It was easy to follow Jim's emotions through their bond. It throbbed with anger. Spock had to make sure he kept his locked down tight so he didn't add his anger to Jim's.
Spock reached along their bond until Jim's emotions were stronger. At the moment he was smugly satisfied.
"James." Spock called out. "James, can you hear me?"
Almost immediately he received his reply. He could almost see Jim in the distance.
"Spock!" Jim replied, relief in his mindvoice. "Spock do you know where I am?"
"I believe so. You are in a Mazarite transport. Your mother has arranged for a Veenan captain named Surry to pick up myself and Captain Pike on Earth and your mother on Starbase 4 with his ship the Stivet. The Stivet should be able to make a much faster speed than that of the transport ship that you are on. Hopefully we will be able to catch you before you reach your destination." Spock filled him in on the details.
"Spock, you sound like you've figured out the destination." Jim asked quietly.
"James, if you think about it, you will realize where they are taking you." Spock replied quietly.
"Tarsus... Now I understand the comment Burkhart made about me going to hell."
Spock picked up the name. He had to see if Jim knew anymore.
"James you mentioned Burkhart. I assume he is one of your captors?" Spock questioned.
"Yeah. Him and a guy named Schmidt. Both of them were pets of Kodos. Burkhart was the one in charge of picking out the tortures they used. Even when Kodos ordered them to change tactics, it was Burkhart's great idea for the gang rape. He went first and Schmidt second. They're both here now." Jim replied.
"Thank you James." Spock got no reply. "James?"
It was then that he felt the pain.
(1) verengan Ha'DIbaH - Klingon epitaph - Ferengi dog
(2) joy' puq, raD puq nga'chuq, petaQ, hab sosli' Quch - Klingon - torture child, force child sex, pigs, your mother has a smooth forehead
(3) HuH, pujwl', veQ, P'Tok SoH lo'laHbe', Qop gagh - Klingon - Slime, weakling, garbage, spineless human child. You be worthless, dead, worms eaten as food (best served live)
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