The turbo lift dinged. Out came a small group of furious people covered in a mix of red and purple blood. Vance held a long blade in one hand with scars along his forearm and his face twisted up in fury. Sim turned the chair in the direction of the turbo lift watching the small group of survivors come in. Reaper was among them and so was Bakataur.
"I hereby relieve you of command," Reaper said. "You are unfit for duty, Sim."
"I am fit for duty and your orders are pointless because I am still the captain of this ship!" Sim stood up. "What happened to you?"
The turbo lift doors closed behind the small group of angry crew members. The doors came back up for two, panicked, frightened men holding onto each other trembling. They came out landing on the floor then sealed the door shut using their phasers. Reaper and the mutinee's had angry faces.
"You happened," Reaper said. "Cuff her, Officer Vance and Officer Griswald."
The two men dropped their weapons and came over to the captain, where Vance had a pair of stasis cuffs in his hands. Skedule did nothing to prevent this watching his captain be cuffed.
"Henry, send a emergency message on the remaining decks and instruct those who are still alive to get to Med Bay . . . If there are any at all." Reaper said.
"Aye aye, captain." Henry said, turning back toward his station.
Reaper came over to the captain's chair.
"Commander!" Sim said. "Why are you doing nothing? I am still your captain!"
"I was once in your seat and I made a mistake easily as yours but more personal," Skedule said. "You have made a great error. For that, you should easily face the consequences and since Lieutenant Commander has relieved you, he is the new captain not you."
"Why you traiterous bastard!" Sim shouted as they had her seated into the nearby empty chair and cuffed her ankles together.
"Mr Hollow," Reaper said. "Get us to the point where we are scheduled to meet up with the Enterprise."
"Aye aye, captain," Hollow said. "Warp eight."
The Olduvai II vanished into space leaving a trail of yellow dust in the background.
The screen brightened to life to display the young and still alive, but healthy, captain Kirk with the Vulcan Spock beside him and his arms behind his back. The bridge of the Olduvai II was dark but not enough to make one not see the one sitting in the seat properly. Kirk's eyes went up in surprise at the sight of his friend. Spock's eyebrow went up.
"Bones?" Kirk said. "Why are you in the captain's chair?"
Reaper sighed.
"Mutiny." Reaper said.
The Vulcan raised an eyebrow.
"You mutineyed against the captain?" Reaper nodded. "There must be a logical reason on doing so."
Bakataur and Vance came on the screen.
"We created a monster. There was an accident. We were experimenting with aquatic-humanoid life forms to see if there was a possibility that we can still retain our human form and live underwater without a hassle. We were studying evolution. Our test subject infected almost everyone and turned them into mutants. Those who were not turned into mutants have unknown side effects. We were evacuating the ship when the captain closed off the shuttle bay and relayed that the most sincere and strictly written evacuation protocol was a hoax. We promptly worked together, killed thirty-two mutants, and made it to the bridge. We are all that is left of the crew including the ones off screen. We would like to be beamed aboard to the quarantined section of the Enterprise and this ship be destroyed properly."
"And the captain be sent to the brig." Vance added.
"Kaptain, I detect a Romulan on the ship." Chekov said, finding that odd.
"Oh, he is very harmless," Bakataur said. "He is with us."
Reaper walked into Med Bay hearing the heart beats of the nurses. It felt so good to be home. He had seen Olduvai II be destroyed. Bakataur promised to him that they will not make recreate the octopus experiment. He was in a clean light blue shirt and black jeans. He felt right at home here. The bright lighting of the halls was something to readjust to including the transporter. At first he had to shield his eyes after stepping off but once his eyes adjusted to the scenery he was caught into a bear hug by Kirk.
At least, that is what happened in the transporter room.
"M'Benga!" Reaper called. "I am baaaack."
He had to be in his office, he knew the android too well. He was likely pouring a glass of bourbon for the man. Nurse Chapel was by the side of a patient regarding a thumb they had broken. She seemed to be brightened up at the sight of the familiar man. The patient had a relieved sigh. Which was odd. Their moods were worried, concern, and grief. He came into the office to see that there was no one there. He heard a heart beat matching his own enter the office as he was beside the desk.
"I am sorry to be the bearer of bad news, Doctor Grimm," Spock said. "But your friend Dorian died in our last mission on a planet where a man named Doctor Todd Carmack was illegally experimenting with Klingon chromosomes and human chromosomes. Dorian was killed by a Klingon mutant that resembled a very . . . odd. . . beast that the captain referred to as 'Wildmutt without furr'. The only recognizable features were the forehead crest and the skin tone."
Reaper stepped forward.
"You smell different, Spock." Reaper said.
"Dorian died pulling me away from the Klingon mutant when I lacked both of my arms," Spock continued. "The captain was beamed to the Enterprise upon my request to bring Carmack to justice." Reaper's eyes widened. "Apparently I lost too much blood. When I awoke, I was staring at his face looming over me, and he had a hypospray in one hand. Oddly, I could not feel my body parts. I was sure I was dying. Then he applied it to my neck. I lost consciousness shortly afterwards. I awoke with my regrown body parts close to Dorian's body. He was . . . unsalvageable. I grieve with thee." Tears appeared around the doctor's eyes. "I was able to find Carmack close by after getting a new pair of pants and requested a emergency beaming to the Enterprise. Doctor Carmack, unfortunately, was immortal."
"And where is he?" Reaper asked, wiping off the tears.
"Star Fleet would not say what they did with him. . ." Our scene shows Carmack in a parallel universe being whipped by a man with a dark item over his head surrounded by people of all races. There was a goatee version of Spock beside Leonard McCoy staring at the older man in anguish. Carmack's wounds healed, instantly, and they were reinflicted as he screamed with hands bound above his head. "But I do know is that for the rest of his lifetime he will be punished beyond the means Star Fleet normally can."
We see Carmack be put into a machine that draws him close to the sun where he heals and burns, for a eternity, with metal that cannot melt. It lowers an inch every year toward the sun and starships zip past him as he screams for mercy. And for the help that he will never ever get.
"So you are . . . . a immortal like me." Reaper said.
Spock nodded, gravely.
"Nyota does not know." Spock said.
"You gotta tell her." Reaper said.
"She has to have clearance. Star Fleet knows and so does Jim." Spock said.
"You are a Vulcan, I am pretty she'll figure it out on her own. Vulcans are supposed to age." Reaper said.
Spock closed his eyes, briefly, momentarily showing pain.
"Our bond broke when I unexpectedly died during the transformation and came back." Spock said.
"So?' Reaper asked.
"She did not know it would hurt her head as it would." Spock said.
"How is she now?" Reaper asked.
"Better, however, we are still close." Spock said.
"If you are going to marry her-" Reaper started to say but Spock cut him off.
"That is out of the question." Spock said.
"What?" Reaper said,in surprise.
"She does not want me to be in pain when she dies," Spock explained. "So we mended the wound I left in her mind and we have not reconstructed the bond."
"I am sorry, Spock," Reaper said, in pity. "You should never have been made immortal."
"On the bright side," Spock said. "I have someone I can relate to."
Reaper cracked a smile.
"That you do," Reaper said. "But Jim. . ." The smile faded. "Two of his friends immortal now? That has to hurt."
"But not as much as you belong with me." Spock said.
"I didn't take you for a flirty Vulcan." Reaper said, feeling his cheeks redden.
"That came out wrong." Spock said.
"The hell it did." Reaper said.
"What I meant to say is: long as you are with me, I am very sure it won't hurt at all for Jim." Spock said.
