For some reason, I felt like writing 2 chapter tonight. I really needed to the ideas fleshed out before I wasn't inspired anymore. Warning, this chapter deals with disturbing images. As always, I don't own anything, alas. Also, I adore R and R's!

"You…..." Uhura couldn't believe the face staring back her. She remembered the first time she had laid eyes on it. She was attempted to garner the help of this man and his band of men in hopes of apprehending Khan, but they were having no part of it.

She remembered the grip of his hand as he grabbed her face. His hand slowly reaching for the knife in his boot that he was going to use to stab her. Before that could happen however, the band was attacked by who they would later find out was Khan. It was beneficial for her as she had turned the tables on him and stabbed him with his own knife. Unfortunately, it had not been a fatal wound.

"Yes, Lieutenant. I see that you have remembered by face. The face of the one your Federation sent to kill" He growled in her face.

"No, as I told you then, we were there to capture a human. You and your men just got in the way." Before the last syllable left her mouth, he backhanded the left side of her face.

Uhura felt the sting, but she refused to allow this man to get the better of her. She flexed her jaw, and turned her gaze back to him.

"Ah, they make them strong willed at the Federation." For good measure, he smacked her across the right side, the side that was already cut and scraped from the impact of the rock. Still unfazed, she turned her bleeding face back to him.

"Your resolve may hold, but can you say the same for your Federation?" He sneered.

"You can be assured, it will."

"Fortunately for you, Lieutenant, you are at my mercy. As is your Federation. My plan was twofold. With the death of the emissary, the Klingons will think your Federation has attacked. With my kidnap of you, the Federation will assume you have been killed in action." Uhura listened with disbelief.

"What could have possibly made you turn against your own kind? Where's your honor?

"Honor? Where was the honor of the Klingon race when YOUR Federation attacked my men? Where was the honor of the Klingon race when they did not retaliate against the Federation? Honor. Like your Federation, the Klingon race has none. As I lay helpless from the wound you inflicted, I had to watch as my crew my family, were slaughtered right in front of me, and you did nothing!"

"You are blaming the Federation for the actions of one man. If you have issues with the events of that day, your anger should be directed at the crew of the Enterprise."

"A war between the Klingons and the Federation is but one of my goals. When your crew arrives, I will deal with them. I have no fear of your Captain Kirk." He said the captains name in a way of pure disgust.

"You have no idea what they are capable of. What do you think you have accomplished here, but making my crew and the Federation angry? What have you accomplished by kidnapping one crew member? You have accomplished nothing!" and with that she spat in his face.

"I will deal with your crew. But first, I will deal with you." At that, he leaned around her and untied the rope from the pole behind her. As soon as she felt it slack, she kicked out her unbound legs and caught him in the stomach. When he pitched over, she jumped up, intending to run for the opening in the cave. She had only made it two or three steps when she felt herself falling to the Earthen ground.

The breath was knocked out of her as his weight landed on her back. He maneuvered his body fully on top of hers. When he had her hands secured, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head painfully back. She felt tears smart from the pain.

"That was a very stupid move, Lieutenant." He levered himself up yanking her along with him. As he dragged her by her hair, Uhura saw a pully of some kind rigged on a nearby wall. Above the pully was a rope that had been fashioned into an ill created noose. "I intended to save this for later, but now will do."

Once he had her closer to the wall, he threw her face down into the dirt. She felt his hands moving along the zipper of her boots. Her eyes shot wide. Her com! He was bound to find it. Taking all of her strength, Uhura flipped onto her back, flailing her legs as must as possible. When she didn't stop, or he was tired of this game, he grabbed he up by her hair again, half of it hanging down her face.

She felt her self being backed toward the wall, and flinched when he came into contact with its cold surface. As he carried her bound hands to the hook above her, she stared down her captor, never faltering in her resolve. Once she was attached he levered her up to where her toes barely touched the ground. Once suspended He began to pace in front of her. Before she could brace for the impact, his closed fist made contact with her left side. She had no way of doubling over, but the breath was knocked from her body. Once she could get back her breath, reality set in as to what he was going to do. At that, she began to break.

"Pl…Please." She could barely get out the words, before another blow landed in her midsection.

"My crew was my friends." A blow to the left side of her face split the inside of her cheek.

"My crew were my family." Another blow landed on her face, splitting her lip.

"My crew had honor." He let down the pully enough so that he could place the noose around her neck. Uhura could see the shadow of his movements through the slits of her eyes. She tried to speak, but her split, swollen lip couldn't form the words.

When the pully had her in place on the tips of her toes, and the noose was tight, he said, "I had honor, but you and your Federation took it from me."

Uhura's ears began to ring, and black spots danced around her eyes. As she felt the empty void beckoning her, a lone tear escaped her eye as she felt a hot trickle of liquid run down her legs.

And…scene! Man I love a good cliffhanger! Please R and R guys!