Chapter 23: Children
"Do it!" Somak yelled at T' Pell. She looked up at him with tearless eyes and a strong face. Taking the blade in her hand, that had been forced upon her. Her hands were shaking slightly she simply gripped the cold metal more hardly to make it stop. She looked at her arm, gently placed the razor sharp blade against her pale skin and tore through it, cutting up so there would be more blood to escape her veins. The brothers seemed to have a strange fascination with the fluid. She didn't cringe at the sharp sensation of the blade cutting her first few layers of epidermis, she had practiced the action many times before. It was not logical, but somehow the temporary pain, took some emotional pain away. Sorak, who was holding the basin her blood was now dripping into, smiled at the sight of the green T positive blood. If only he could get his hands on Spock. T negative blood is so rare and valuable, it made him shiver.
"Aren't you going to tell me why you're doing this?" she asked staring at how gravity willed the blood into their clutches.
"We want blood, to sell, and who would be the easiest to victimize? Why the only people on this planet who are emotional. You three and your boyfriend."
"Wait, you're going to sell our blood?"
"Do you know how much some people need Vulcan blood transfusions?" silence. "It's a lot of moola, and human blood's needed as well. We need the dough, for reasons that shouldn't concern you."
"How do you know when to stop the blood flow, how can you be assured we wont die from blood loss?"
"We don't."
There was a pause.
"And you need this money because?"
"Let's just say...Well if you recall our previous encounter, lets just say, you're not the only person that that happened to, but it didn't end so well for other girls." Sorak said grinning for a moment, then the smile disappeared, "But, some of those girls produced offspring because of that encounter, and they need money for food, housing and schooling." he looked at the ground as if thinking about his kid, or kids. His look wasn't one of anger, bitterness or even sadness, but more of longing, like deep down he wanted to be a better person, he wanted to be able to be with his kid, but couldn't. Somak on the other hand, looked as dumb as a bag of rocks, just staring straight ahead.
"Listen, you can be a better person, let us go, you have enough blood to supply them first least 3.7 months." She tried to reason glancing back to the women on the exam tables.
"Don't you get it? Where the Hell am I gonna get money to support my kids for the rest of their lives, if I don't force it out of people?"
"There are people who can help people like you, in situations like this. You don't have to do this alone."
"Why are you being so nice to me? I've been nothing but horrible to you."
"Because, for the first time, your motivation is clear to me, you're not petty, you're confused and in need of help, why don't you let us help you?"
Then there was a bang much like that of a shotgun, the door at the top of the stairs shot forward and the hinges broke.