warning: This chapter uses mild swearing and implies abuse, it is also quite violent.
Chapter 13
Nyota
She was sat towards the back of the lecture hall in another of the dreary Professor Corrigan's lecture's on communication engineering; it was nearing the end of the hour lecture, which as always felt like four days. This lecture had dragged especially though, because Gaila had arrived late, and was forced to sit way over on the opposite side of the lecture hall. The lecture was the only thing keeping her from Spock, It was the last lecture of the day and he had finished an hour earlier. Her thoughts then drifted to him whilst the Professor's dreary voice echoed throughout the hall.
She could feel him in her presence, the small lingering that was him in the corner of her mind, the cool calm and logical Vulcan who in concern to her was highly illogical and emotional. He could deny all he liked that he was not an emotional being, and that she did not cause him to turn to an emotional blob that told her he loved her and cherished her. Only when did she bring this up to tease him did he reply with a series of well thought out questions and postulations concerning him being called a blob, once she explained she had meant it in the metaphorical did he then understand. Despite his attempts at humour Nyota had noticed that he was well out of his league when it came to laughter, this saddened her. He had never felt the urge, the need to laugh and if he had done so he would not have understood why he was or had done it. She felt that it was her personal duty to him to explain and allow him to embrace humour as he did logic, just as Amanda had to Sarek. She did not know much of Spock's parents but one thing she did know, was that Ambassador Sarek was known throughout the galaxy to be three things, two of which she approved of the third not so:
He was the kindest Vulcan, who was easy to others except his sons, (which no-one knew the reason to bar Spock)
That he was a strong diplomat that could persuade anyone of anything with his humour and charm which he had gained through his emotionally chosen human wife.
Sarek was a traitor to Vulcan, and to be allowed to be an ambassador was wrong. His 'human' was illogical and therefore so was he- a Vulcan of no logic a vrekasht an outcast.
As her thoughts drifted to Spock and his family in which she was due to meet, she felt his presence in the bond grow stronger. He could tell that she was thinking of him and to notify her of this he had sent her his acknowledgement. Their bond was still in its early stages, through it they could only convey emotions which were felt vaguely, but as every day passed it grew stronger and they grew closer. She acknowledged him back and sent him her love, she did not receive any, which she did not expect from him. She understood that it was hard for him to express his emotions and that his Vulcan up-bringing had lead him to be as logical as he possibly could only to lean on emotion when he was in a state of no-control.
The thought of knowing such personal things about Spock enthralled her, she knew that she was technically in Vulcan terms his fiancé, but this fact did not deter her love, shock and happiness of her closeness to him. Their forbidden love that only one other knew about. The love that broke the regulations, the love that was dangerous and the love that they shared. The risk of penalty was there; both of them knew that if word spread of their relationship that Spock would be decommissioned and she would be expelled. This risk was of no matter to them, their love was stronger than anything Nyota had ever felt before, and it was real.
Nyota had had boyfriends in the past, there had been a Nigerian named Kunga when she had been thirteen which had lasted over a year and an American Man named Liam when she had been 16 which had lasted for three years, and on both accounts she had felt what she thought to have been love, each time it had been a giddy sense of happiness that had faded within the relationships. What she felt Spock however was completely new, It made her previous relationships look like a small flicker in her life, like they had just been there and done that. What she had with Spock over shadowed everything and anything she had once thought to be love or had expected to be love. What she felt from Spock was true and clear, it was not clouded by doubt, she knew what he felt precisely and he felt her as well. What she had with Spock was a thing that she thought she had been waiting for all of her life, something that was meant to be. He had called it Shon'hal'lak The engulfment. And she certainly felt engulfed. Nyota knew that behind the blank expressionless face was a love filled Man who had engulfed her in his emotion, whether it was intentional or not, he had engulfed her.
She was brought back to reality by the sounds of chairs scraping on the floor and a sea of Red uniformed cadets groaning as they left the lecture hall. Realising that the man who invented the word monotone had finished his lecture she herself rose and mingled amongst the sea of red. She left the hall and the sea dissipated as the Cadets moved off in different directions, some still had more lectures and others like herself had finished for the day and were heading for the rec rooms and dormitory buildings. Nyota saw Gaila walking in front of her so she ran to catch up with her.
"Hiya, Gai. God is it me or does Corrigan's voice lose more and more tone each time we hear him!" she exclaimed greeting her friend with laughter. Nyota was in such a good mood she did not notice the troubled expression that the Orion wore.
Gaila turned and Nyota realised. Gaila's eyes were sore and puffy, she had been crying. Maybe Gaila hadn't been in the lecture at all? "Hi" The Orion stated sniffling and fighting back more tears. "I wasn't in the lecture, I came in... then I left." The Orion scrunched up her face and began to sob silently, Nyota pulled her best friend into a hug.
Speaking into her shoulder Nyota asked "What's up Gai? Has something happened? Is it Shran? If it is I'm gonna teach him a piece of my mind!" Gaila shook in her arms as she cried Nyota guided her over to a bench in the corridor. Sitting down next to her she looked at the Orion. Tears were spilling from her eyes leaving trails of dark green where they darkened her skin, her face was streamed and streaky, her eyes were now bloodshot and puffier than before and her lips were swollen. Speaking softly she asked again "What happened Gaila?"
The Orion swallowed hard and gulped the air around her greedily. "I...Well me and Shran we had an argument and he called me a slut and an Orion whore, which I countered with how dare you! I am not one of those Orion's and he knows that, Nyota you do not think me to be one do you? You don't think I'm like a slave girl? Because all I wanted was to quit that stereotype, I joined Starfleet because I thought I'd be accepted"- She paused taking another deep breath and Nyota shook her head and hugged her "I Do not think you are a slave girl Gaila. You are Cadet U'aidat who I have as much respect for as I do anyone else within Starfleet" – The Orion continued " I…I just feel that guys think that because I'm Orion they can do as they please to me, when yes I admit I am open to most things but what Shran wanted was too much. He was pushing me and I said no, so he called me every name under the sun. Saying that I should be used to this and I should know what to do and I should do as he says because he is the man! I couldn't deal with it. I thought he was kind. I thought he was not the stereotypical angry, hot tempered and demanding Andorrian. I guess I thought wrong. He was the stereotype, he was so mean to me." Gaila cried into Nyota's shoulder.
Nyota was seething, the Andorrian scum! How dare he be so horrid! Her anger was bubbling and she was ready to rip the antennae off of his stupid blue head. "Gaila, you are none of what he said, you are a beautiful Orion who is full of pride and ambition. You are better than any stereotype, better than anything that Goof headed Shran called you. And to think I thanked him for defending me against Sam! I am so angry! Who does he think he is to hurt you this way." Nyota hugged her friend tighter wishing she could soothe her distraught friend. "Has he said anything else… Done anything else?" Concern shot through her. She was momentarily stunned it was Spock, he had felt her rage and was soothing her he was growing stronger within the bon. She knew he was approaching a flicker of appreciation flitted through her rage.
Gaila shook her head "No he hasn't done anything, but there is more… He told people, he recorded our moments, and he gave them to Sam! I HATE HIM!" The Orion screamed people on campus looked at them and Nyota shot them warning glances they looked away and carried on with their business.
She was now furious, both Shran and Sam would be subject to her fit of rage as she gave them what they deserved A good hard slap. "Gaila, he is disgusting. Do not even think about him. The fact he has betrayed your trust, completely insulted and used you is disgraceful; he is a disgrace to himself and his race. He does not deserve you." Nyota was now on the brink of tears and the Orion sniffled once more.
"Nyota, what would I do without you." She hugged her and hiccupped she drew back and a small laugh escaped her. Nyota was puzzled what was funny? Gaila then clarified, "It seems that our Spock is also concerned." She nodded over Nyota's shoulder and pointed to the direction where he was running from. He was running! Nyota thought to herself, she smirked at the sight, he was so strict on that it was illogical to exert energy when it was not required and yet there he was running down the corridor to where her and Gaila sat in an emotional mess. He looked like he did not care if anyone saw him running to Nyota, she was more important. "He must be troubled, since when does he run outside of exercise sessions?" Gaila added, it seemed that the sight of her Vulcan professor running down a corridor toward them had lightened the mood a little. Nyota had to admit he did look funny with his green flushed cheeks and hair out of place.
"Nyota, What is wrong. I sensed you. You were upset so I came as quick as I could." Spock stated as he crouched down to her and Gaila's eyelevel. She shook her head and sighed, god he was protective, maybe it should be him that dealt with Shran and Sam maybe they would think twice before hurting a girl ever again.
"Spock, I am fine I was just enraged by a matter concerning Gaila's welfare, and Professor, You do realise the entire corridor is staring at you? Running down the corridor is not a thing you are often seen doing" Nyota greeted him secretly wishing to throw her arms around him and cry out how she wanted to inflict pain on Shran and Sam for what they had done to Gaila.
He stood back up and placed his hands behind his back in his usual formal position he answered. "No Nyota, I had not my attention was solely on you and you alone." He spoke in a tone that only he, she and Gala would be able to hear. "What is it that has caused you such distress? Are you okay Cadet U'aidat?"
Nyota gestured for Gaila to speak and the Orion looked uncomfortable but then spoke in the typical Gaila way, "Why Professor Spock I did not know you were so heartfelt. Running like that, phew it was like that old earth program Baywatch only more skin was covered" Gaila let out small laugh at her own joke. Nyota could tell that Gaila was fighting her tears. Spock was visibly puzzled by this remark and he simply raised an eyebrow. Nyota let out a little laugh and then she and Gaila stood. "Walk with us Sir" Gaila added and they set off own the corridor. Now the Cadets who had been observing the situation were bored and carried on with their daily life until Sam came around the corner to face them.
He smirked "Now, now Gaila, we both know how you like to behave don't we" He sneered waving a data disk in the air. Gaila broke down to the floor in a screaming fit of rage and shame. "you like the floor as well don't you, you dirty Orion" He added and Nyota snapped.
She ran over to him and punched him square in the nose, to then kick him where it hurt. "YOU ARE DISGUSTING!" she screamed at him and Spock pulled her away from Sam restraining her whilst she writhed to get at him, he was disgraceful. Sam was the vilest person she had ever met!
Spock's voice called out as she screamed at the Cadet his voice was cool and clear contrasting the entire situation. "Cadet Marrison, I would like you, Cadet U'aidat and Cadet Uhura to accompany into this empty classroom." Gaila got up shakily and Spock nudged her forward and motioned Marrison to enter. Once inside Gaila collapsed onto one of the chairs and sobbed whist Nyota strode the length of the room pacing back and forth angrily. Sam Marrison stood there cradling his nose and grunting. "Would anyone like to explain to me what has just occurred?"
Sam spoke out. "She hit me! That low life hit me! Stupid girl who do you think you are to hit me!" Sam shouted whilst pointing at Uhura. Just as she was about to shout her anger at him Spock roared.
"YOU SHALL NOT ADDRESS CADET UHURA OR U'AIDAT IN THAT FASHION!" He calmed and his face returned to its blank expression, Nyota new that behind that stoic was a raging anger as his emotions shot through their bond whilst he focussed on clearing his face of any expression. "I am concerned for everyone in this room and penalties will be enforced, now why has Uhura attacked you? Why is U'aidat in a sobbing mess? and why are you shouting illogical insults towards Cadet Uhura?" Marrison shrugged and was clearly now afraid of Spock.
Nyota spoke up, "I'll tell you why I hit him! He is disgusting! Him and Gaila's now ex-boyfriend have been vile to her! Revealing secrets that should not be revealed, hurting her and that disk is my proof!" She pointed towards the data disk that Marrison held tightly in his right hand.
"In what way have they harmed you Cadet U'aidat?" Spock asked as Nyota angrily explained.
The Orion lifted her head from the desk and trails of mucus and tears masked her face. "Shran and he videoed me, without my consent. They called me names referring to the slaves of my heritage. Dirty, hurtful names that I wish not to repeat. And that disk… that disk is the file Shran gave him, of me and now… just then he taunted me it knowing that he has seen it Nyota acted defensively in my honour. If I was not so destroyed mentally I would have hit him myself. He deserves to be hit"
Spock was puzzled why would any male want to harm their mate? And share such things with another who would also hurt her. "Cadet Marrison Pass me the disk." Marrison snapped the disk in half and threw it at Spock "Cadet, I can restore that disk not only have you been accused of breaking regulation 16.87 subparagraph B under treatment of fellow officers, you have now temporarily destroyed evidence. I will offer you a chance of slight redemption. Are the accusations true?"
"No they're damn well not! That bitch just hit me! It's her that should be punished." Marrison shouted pointing at Nyota again. That was a mistake. Spock grabbed his finger and gripped it almost breaking the bone. Nyota knew Spock could break Marrison's finger as easily as snapping a twig.
The Cadet squirmed under his grip, "I said. Do not speak of Cadet Uhura in that way!" Spock roared hatred pouring through his eyes and Nyota could feel the anger and need to protect her as he crushed Marrison's frail finger. Marrison called out in pain as Spock flicked his wrist effortlessly and the bone cracked, Marrison screamed and cradled his now broken finger, Spock let go she felt his shame at such an act as his logic began to take over again "I am beginning to believe that the accusations are correct as you are responding in an emotional way which proves that you are retaliating to my words in hate. Another reason being that Cadet U'aidat is distraught and I do recall you making a few remarks before you were attacked also if you were innocent you would not aim insults at the person who hit you but speak calmly to try and persuade both U'aidat and Uhura of your actions and why they were not what they thought. But because you have not attempted to apologise in any way I am right to assume you are guilty, however a court martial will be held in the meantime you are to be suspended from classes and confined to your dormitory under my authority. The disk will be viewed and if the disk shows what you have been accused of then you will be expelled." Spock reached for his communicator and called security the redshirts arrived three minutes later "Escort him and guard his dorm he is not to leave until this issue has been resolved"
Nyota was calmer now he had left the room and with Spock closer she could feel his protective care stronger through the bond, she hugged Gaila and said "it'll be alright, don't worry. Spock can fix the disk and Sam and Shran will be imprisoned for acting against your wishes and violating your integrity. She felt Spock move over to her and he placed a hand on her shoulder she smiled up at him "Thank you Spock"
Spock
The disk was restored and he was now sat in the Starfleet Academy Board Room holding a court martial against Cadet Marrison. Spock was seated on the higher raised podium that looked over the court room, the room reminded him of when he had declined The acceptance to the VTSA, only now it was him staring down at the accused. Next to his right sat in centre seat as the Judge was Admiral Kormack and to Admiral Kormack's right was Cadet Marrison's tutor and mentor Professor Goodwin, the humble old man looked solemn to see his Student be questioned for such a disgraceful and degrading act.
In front of the podium sat the accused, he was in the chair below them. His hand was rested upon the sensor pad which would monitor his perspiration, heart rate and blood pressure. To make sure that the Cadet did not lie. The Cadet cleared his throat and recited the oath, "I solemnly swear to speak the truth and nothing but the truth, under the court of justice"
Admiral Kormack now addressed the Court and looked over to where the Victim and witness were seated. Cadet U'aidat was sat with a strong look on her face, from her expression Spock could tell the Orion was prepared. The Orion had been preparing herself for this day and it had taken Nyota away from him whilst she cared for her friend. As much as he wished he could have spent the time with Nyota he knew that helping out someone who is in emotional distress was more important. The needs of the many outweighed the needs of the few he reminded himself. Nyota was sat next to Cadet U'aidat and was wearing what she had described to be her 'battle' face, her eyes flickered to Cadet Marrison in disgust as he recited the oath. "Cadet, you are now under oath. Any questions we may ask, you must answer truthfully." The Cadet just nodded.
Spock handed the data disk to the Admiral and he placed the evidence into the slot. "Cadet Marrison, before we present this evidence; your first charge is that you perverted the evidence for a courtroom what do you plead?"
"Not, guilty. Permission to speak freely sir"
"Granted"
"Before you play that evidence, I would like to inform you that it is not the original copy, I did snap the disk in half. That copy you have there is what Mr. Spock fixed, so I conclude that the evidence that you have in possession could have been falsified and is not a valid piece of evidence against mine person." The Cadet looked up to Spock what Spock could only assume to be smugness. "So I think myself to be not, guilty"
The Admiral waved his hand in dismissal to the comment "Cadet, I assure you the disk's contents were not changed by a cell. Mr Spock and his team of data handlers were under oath and under surveillance whist they rectified what you destroyed. By you making that assumption makes me think that you, cadet. Are looking for someone to point the blame at, and you snapping that disk was an illegal act in its self. For Damaging and attempted destruction of evidence in the court you receive 6months of disciplinary labour within the public service upon the moon Andrasd 2 and also receive a disciplinary notice upon your Starfleet record. Guilty as charged"
The Cadet gave up and sunk his head after receiving some discipline. Spock was surveying the situation, his presence there was only because it had been him who fixed the disk, he was not accused and was not classed a witness due to this fact. "We shall now address the more serious accusations; the act of violating trust, harming a fellow Starfleet officer and unconsented recording of a fellow Starfleet officer, how do you plead?"
Spock looked at the Cadet, he thought the Cadet would continue to deny his charges and lie throughout the entire hearing and plead not guilty, the cadet looked up and met his gaze pure hatred flashed through his eyes. His face had blotched and his eyes were sore red from where the cadet had been involuntarily crying. " I plead guilty." Well that made this whole hearing a much simpler task, if the cadet admitted to his charges then once the evidence had been presented the court could administer the appropriate charges with no arguments. The cadet was still staring up him and a sly smirk crossed his face, Spock was puzzled why was the Cadet smirking surely this hearing was not a joke to him. He knew he didn't understand humour but he did understand that a court room was not a humorous place. "And what about the charges of assault, Admiral?" Assault? Spock questioned who had assaulted anyone, oh Cadet Uhura had struck him. Spock's eyes widened the Cadet was going to place the charge against him, he broke the Cadet's index finger, he remembered in a fit of rage snapping the frail human's bone. The want, the need to protect Nyota had overcome him and he had lost control. He was ashamed, he was Vulcan. Violence was wrong. Hate was wrong. Love was acceptable, but must be controlled.
"Assault Cadet?" The Admiral questioned, now the Cadets smirk grew into a harsh laugh, this man knew that no matter how formally he addressed the court they would still give him the same sentence. "Yes assault, against me" the cadet held up his arm which revealed the casted hand "Perfect Professor Spock did it didn't he Uhura. when that bone snapped he liked it didn't he" The Cadet had spat Uhura's name, Spock felt his rage billowing inside him once more, how could this man address his bonded in such a way. As soon as the rage came, he dismissed it. This was no place to lose his control he focused on the logical argument that he would have put forward in his defence.
Now Uhura looked up at him and he could feel her sadness at how he had acted, but then she hit him with a wave of assurance, he smiled on the inside a mental smile of gratitude and she would feel it. The Admiral looked at Spock and spoke "Professor Spock, is this accusation true? Did you break Cadet Marrison's finger?"
"Yes, I did harm a Cadet and I realise now that I should have reported this, however in my studies to rectify the data disk the task eluded me." Spock answered after deciding it would be an illogical waste of time to explain why he had acted on emotion and Vulcan's cannot lie.
"You most certainly should have reported it. I now dismiss you from this court room and you shall lose your position as professor for one month. In replacement of your position you shall work within Akritiri prison as a guard, any last comments?"
Spock was dismayed, he had not wanted to lose his position as a professor. He stood from his post and saluted the admiral "I have no comment on the matter" The admiral nodded and Spock stepped down from the podium as he passed the cadet he heard him mutter "Get gone you green blooded robot" Spock ignored it. He had acted illogically enough responding to such a comment would be unacceptable. He looked up at Nyota, she was crying softly and he was surrounded in her love, and her heartbreak of him having to leave. In return he sent her his love and because of his now emotionally compromised state, all of his emotions.
His loathing of Cadet Marrison, His hate towards the Andorrian Shran, his confusion at the Andorrian, he still could not work out why this male was so hurtful to his female Gaila, his sorrow of having to leave both his post and earth, his love of her, his Nyota the one he now had yet was being taken away from, this he hated the most. They had only just formed their bond a week previously and it was a weak bond, if it were to break she would lose him and he would lose her. Their love lost in space apart from one another as he would be stationed on the other side of the federation.
Nyota gasped aloud, not loud enough for the entire courtroom to hear, he heard it. He had never provided her with his complete emotional side before and it had obviously shocked her, regretting his action she interrupted his thoughts, Spock a tear rolled down her face he was then hit by love, adoration, dismay, distress and a myriad of other upsetting emotions. He did not care for those at the minute. She had spoken to him through their bond, it was not as weak as he had thought Nyota, it was hard and he could only convey the one word without touch but he knew that within that one word held their entire relationship. Hope flickered across his mind a she smiled lightly. No matter what he assured himself, if he was on Kronos and she on Romulus their love would still hold, no matter what.
o.O.o
He was not permitted to say his goodbyes to any of his friends or Nyota. He was now stationed upon the satellite maximum security detention centre that orbited the inhabited orange planet of Akritiri. The prison held up to fifty inmates, all of which were the most dangerous people in the federation. The station consisted as one column that held the fifty cells. The prisoners were permitted a one hour walk every day up and down this column to provide them with exercise, the twenty-three hours spare were spent entirely locked up in their cells. They wore collars that were radio controlled, these collars released electrodes. It was named a synaptic simulator.
Spock did not agree nor like his new position, the prison was cruel harsh place that consisted of harsh people. To think he thought that he was well built. He had always ensured that his body composition was to a healthy and masculine level and he had thought that he was relatively strong. Now he questioned his self-assessment. The guards on this prison were three times his muscular density, even the female guard was larger than him. The prisoners were all equally as muscly, some more so than his fellow guarding officers, he had to admit it was illogically intimidating. Or was it logical? The area was full of potentially very dangerous people, but they were all caged. He could not decide if feeling intimidated was logical or not so he dismissed the emotion away. The prison harboured three species, which were all humanoids; Humans, Trabes and Aktririans. And all species that relied on emotion solely to survive. The Trabes had a long history of enslaved labour to their emperor Kazon, leaving most of the race to live in squalor with a high crime rate and the Akritirians had been a disputed race, one which the federation had difficulties accepting their traditions. He had read that Starfleet had registered their justice system to be inhumane, cruel and exorbitant. Spock could only assume that this prison being of Akritirian origin was to be just as harsh as the reports.
Due to the fact that he was on duty here as a guard for punishment Spock was not permitted any communication to anyone outside of the station or the guarding officers. Starfleet had ordered him this and Spock was going to comply. He thought this punishment was only light, he had broken bones of a fellow officer and a Cadet. What he had done should have got him thrown out of Starfleet, but instead he had been thrown to the dark end of the federation, the place where killers live. Where violent, illogical and emotional people would be screaming lived. It was most undoubtedly the worst place for a Vulcan who was struggling to keep control of his emotions to live.
Spock had reported to his commanding officer and he was set to exercise patrol, the worst position to hold on the station. Every day he would take every prisoner for a walk up and down the single column, and each prisoner one by one, in silence whilst the prisoners wore the synaptic simulators. This Spock was most uncomfortable about. The synaptic simulators were the worst thing about this prison, by the guards wish the collars were set to kill; but the collars didn't kill the prisoner, no. It was much worse. The Collars released electrodes that sent signals to certain neurones within the brain, these signals forced the prisoners to kill each other in a brutal fight to the death where there was no victorious. Once one prisoner had killed the other the overload of additional brain commands caused by the collars was too much for the brain of any species. The prisoner died within minutes as their brains collapsed upon itself by the sheer amount of electrodes being fired at it. Thankfully, He did not have to wear such a collar he was no prisoner.
The thing that Spock found most disturbing about these collars was that the prisoners wore them when he had to patrol them through the corridor. Spock could not help himself but feel that if a prisoner was due to be fought with another or that a guard switched a button, he would be subject to the wrath of one of the prisoners. His logic had helped him through this worry as he postulated that there was a 0.05% chance that such a thing would ever occur but the thought still lingered.
It was 19:34 on the detention centre, by this time Nyota would be just finishing her last lecture of the day on Earth. It was at these times when Spock felt the most alone. At this time on Earth he and Nyota would have met up somewhere and done something. Sometimes they would have simply sat in silence both working on projects comfortable in one another's company or other times they would stroll through the public park whilst Nyota exclaimed her excitement as she showed him rivers and lakes. He had always been fascinated by the natural rivers of water that flowed through the land on earth, as a child from Vulcan, a river was the most alien thing he'd ever heard of, the closest thing Vulcan would ever have to a river would be if he poured out water onto the sands, but such a waste was illogical so therefore he had never create a river before.
He was never truly alone though. Despite the distance she was with him, entrapped in his eidetic memory, her every feature captured and stored away just for him. She was with him in his mind as well, their bond had held, it had not dissipated by distance. It was weaker which he guessed would happen but every now and then he would feel her. He could not determine what emotion it was he felt from her but he did not mind. She was reaching to him and that's what mattered, her presence was there and it did not matter that it was almost incorrigible what mattered was she was there.
Spock was to patrol prisoner 43 next and so he locked 42 away back into the small cell. The cells were even inhumane than the collars, especially for prisoner 42, the man had been 6ft4 and the cell was 5ft tall and only 4ft wide, Spock did pity the prisoners their life was awful, but then he would think about how they must have acted to be placed in such a place. He slammed the door shut behind 42 and locked the door. To ensure the security the door had six locks three electronic and three manual. The first was registered to his finger print, that locked the main bar. The second scanned his eye, this locked the backup main lock and the third registered to his voice which had a recording from when he first encountered the locking system, now he regretted this action saying "fascinating" to a locking system was not fascinating at all, in a way he was lying to the system each time he said it and he was not comfortable. The system locked the third barrier and then he entered the codes and two keyed locks. This action had to be repeated one hundred times a day every day as he unlocked and locked prisoners away, until Admiral Kormack released him back onto Academy grounds to be a professor once more. This day was a day that Spock was desperate for, his logic was failing and the space given for living quarters was only a ft larger in width and height than any prisoner cell, he could not meditate, Nyota was the only reason he kept going.
He only had Seven hours of shift left then he would be permitted a three hour break before repeating the 50 hours' worth of walking that column, up and down, up and down. Every day... Well days didn't exist here really the only way Spock kept time was by his own internal clock that was accustomed to earth, something he most grateful. He would roughly know what Nyota was doing due to the time that his internal clock told him.
He unlocked Prisoner 43's door repeating the locking system again. The man who stepped out, was not a man Spock wanted to meet again. This man was an old enemy. From a time when Spock was a young ensign. This man was a human, but a very strong human. A human who had been involved in a genetics program, where the mixed human blood with Trabe's blood, in an act of peace which ended in war. This man was known as Kazon. It had been Spock who brought Kazon down from his throne and freed the people of Trabe, Spock was the reason for this man's life within this horrible prison. Now Spock had to walk for an hour up and down the wretched column with this man, this man who capable of snapping Spock in half with the flick of his wrist, and this man knew that it was Spock.
He gulped audibly, he was afraid. Spock could not act on Surak's words, he could not cast out fear and think logically. Kazon lunged he roared, the synaptic simulator inflicted pain on the man but he did not care, this man was to kill Spock. Kazon would kill him and Spock knew it .He changed figures in his head, now with new knowledge that Kazon was a prisoner the chance of death by an inmate or synaptic simulator was 95% he ran.
He could hear Kazon his tail, the man's footsteps were pounding loud against the hard metal of the column, Spock shouted for help and no one came. All he could was keep running, Kazon was roaring behind him his forged head bulging and reddening at each running leap.
Spock now looked forward the column it had ended he had 10 metres he stopped he braced his hands against the wall of the column and his body slammed into the wall. Kazon kept running straight for him arms out, fists crunched into rocks ready to hit Spock over and over again and his face was redder than Vulcan sun, fires were eyes and the man roared for Spock's death. He could only think of death, Spock was afraid, and all he thought about was death and Nyota. How could she understand his death how was his mate to cope, she would not. The severance in itself would kill her; his death would kill her in knock on effect of emotion and reject and loss of life. Spock cried, if he was to die he would honourably. He stood and took a defensive position. Using suus mahna he deterred Kazon's initial attack by using the man's momentum to flip him over his shoulder slamming the trabe-human into the wall. Spock was about to turn to attack again when Kazon raised his fist and pounded it straight to his face, Spock did not need the knowledge of a doctor to know that his nose had just been broken in three places and his jaw snapped in half.
He would not die this way. He jumped up and kicked Kazon in the head, the man to just stumbled and laughed. He picked Spock up by the neck and threw him to the wall, Spock slid down the wall in pure agony, he had never felt such pain, his back was now out of place, his right arm was dislocated and his face he could imagine his face, like a cartoon of a Vulcan child, a monster that had come from the ground with no jaw and covered in blood. He was about to move when Kazon punched him again and again and again. Spock was holding on for consciousness. His mental ability to stay awake was failing, his heart was failing and with every hit that Kazon inflicted his body weakened until he was physically unable to live Spock lost consciousness, his last thought.
Nyota I am sorry.
Authors note:
I hope your enjoying reading still, and i know this chapter is like super long but i went on a rather large tangent as you do. its not the end i just thought i should clarify 14 will arrive again thankyou for your reviews there are brill to read, constructive criticism is always welcomed. Keep reading!:Px