bAuthor's Note:/b So I told some of you guys in my answers to the reviews that this would be from Khan's point of view, buuuuuuuut I changed my mind, this is from Kirk's point of view and is being written in one night because I love you all so dearly 3 With that being said, welcome to:
To Die For Glory,
Chapter Two: The Consequence of Concern
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Jim was floating. He couldn't tell if is eyes were open or closed, but he was definitely floating. There was a buzzing sound, he thought. The buzzing, he realized, was a multitude of voices whispering so many different things that he became quite sure he was simply imagining the voices and that it was, in fact, just buzzing. A thought occurred to him, like a butterfly spreading its wings, that he was dead. It seemed that that was all that was needed to open the flood gates of memories in his mind. Growing up, Star Fleet Academy, meeting Spock, becoming Captain and then him. Khan. The very man who broke him, the very man who had destroyed everything that Jim was and had taken everything from him to the point where Jim had sacrificed the last thing he had, his life. So now he was floating in darkness. He had been here before. He'd been here before; this darkness had a familiar and rather comforting presence if he remembered correctly. Before, it had been a reprieve from the pain of radiation. It had been comforting knowing that the people who had become his family, would be safe from dying a horrible death and that the needs of a many outweighed the needs of a few, the few being him. And now what has he died for? Jim could only reason it as a relief from a different kind of pain. What have you done, Jim? What in a Hell's name have you fucking done? Jim felt anguish rip at his soul. The buzzing filled the darkness, turning into a shrieking, becoming deeper and deeper until Jim realized it was a cry of agony, pure and unadulterated pain. Light burst into his eyes and a vision came into clarity.
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bKhan's Point of View/b
The adrenaline still filled his veins as Khan made his way back to the hut he had called home for the past few months, He wondered what Jim had found for food to go with the meat Khan had killed and was bringing home now. He wanted to see Jim again, wanted to feel Jim's body next to his, feel Jim all around him, Khan wanted to touch him.
When the hut came into view, there was no smoke coming out of the hole Khan had made for said smoke. His senses on high alert, Khan pulled out his knife he had carved from a stone and bone and approached the hut and then entered it. He dropped the meat onto the ground by the door and slowly walked towards the back room. He dropped his weapon as horror swept through his body, causing him to drop to his knees and scream, cursing every God and Goddess out there to Hell. He raised his tear drenched face towards the cot to where the man he had sworn to protect, sworn to love, laid, cold as ice.
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bAuthor's Note:/b So this was a short chapter, I know, but hey, you got to see Khan didn't you? I've got a really busy week coming up and then I'm flying out to New Mexico to help clean out my grandparent's house so I should be able to get the next chapter written while on the plane. I need a beta if anyone is willing, just PM me and I'll get your email address and then we will go from there. I need someone that knows both the old and new Star Trek, especially pertaining to Khan and his character. Please let me know as soon as possible. Until then, these chapters are unedited, so please bear with me.
bUp Next!/b Kirk sees what's been going through Khan's head and we start to see what got Kirk into this situation in the first place…