Here it is! The second chapter! Thanks to reviewers!
All Star Trek is Property of Paramount.
My Compassion: Chapter 2
"She's…mute…no…v…chords…" I hear McCoy say.
I know that. I haven't spoken my whole life.
How did they learn?
Kirk turns back to me, his face puzzled. I stare back. I am not frightened anymore.
"I want to know why…we're here…and she knows…"
Fear clenches my heart. Yes, I know why they are here…the caretakers will take them too. They will. An image of the scientists surfaces in my mind, and I shiver. I do not want Kirk, McCoy, and the pointed-eared one to die.
"We can't just keep referring to her as she," McCoy says.
A hint of amusement covers Kirk's face. I am puzzled. Are they giving me a…name, like what they have?
I've never had a name.
McCoy smiles at me. I feel a swoop of happiness. He is going to give me a name!
"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm going to call her Gem."
Gem.
My name is Gem.
The pointed-eared one raises his eyebrows. "Gem, Doctor?"
I giggle to myself.
McCoy raises his eyebrows.
"Well, that's better than Hey You, Spock."
Spock!
The pointed-eared one is called Spock.
I close my eyes and reach out to Spock's system.
He is not human. A…Vulcan. And he is a scientist.
A scientist.
My eyes fly open.
No!
They must not end like the scientists.
They must not.
My eye suddenly catches Kirk's forehead. He has a gash there.
I feel a sudden urge to heal.
But I am not doing it for him. My race has impulses to heal things, as long as we are not killed.
I reach out and touch his forehead. He turns his face to me, surprise in his eyes.
I shut my own eyes and concentrate.
There it is. The familiar feeling of the small wound coming to my head.
I open my eyes. Kirk, McCoy, and Spock are gazing at me with amazement.
Kirk reaches out and touches my forehead. His own head is clean.
I smile at him.
I concentrate…and the wound is gone from my head.
It is over.
McCoy comes over and examines his captain. He turns towards me, awe in hie eyes.
Cannot they do it as well?
"It fits, Jim!" McCoy says. "She must be an empath."
That must be what they call my race.
I smile.
I am Gem.
Gem the Empath.
A flash of light surrounds me. I bury my face in my hands in horror, knowing what has come.
The Caretakers.
Next chapter coming soon, I hope!
Keep those reviews coming!
