Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Star Trek or Harry Potter. They belong to J.J. Abrams, Gene Roddenberry and J.K. Rowling.

Warnings: Slash (male/male pairings), threesome, AU, violence, language, angst, character death, slight blood/gore, psychological/anxiety disorders, sexual situations, badly written accents, etc.

Pairings: Spock/Harry/Kirk, hints of Sulu/Chekov and Scotty/Uhura

56. Death

Harry had never witnessed the torture of another person except perhaps his own when Voldemort was resurrected which was surprising considering the carnage of the war during that time. And he honestly felt that said war was the only reason Harry didn't find himself expelling the contents of his stomach as he witnessed the primitive natives torture Robbins, Vigil and Sulu. Of course Jim had tried to stop them, shouting and yelling trying to get them to understand that they meant no harm. Unfortunately his pleas went unnoticed and when he became too loud, one of their captors punched him knocking him out. That was half an hour ago.

Now all Harry could do was watch as his friends suffered. Vigil had passed out being left on the floor, yet thankfully breathing. Robbins and Sulu were pretty messed up having been sliced and bruised over almost every inch of skin, their uniforms torn, dirty and bloody. Scotty was cursing and hissing at the natives while Spock remained still, his features blank and stern. Yet Harry could see the emotions in his eyes, his concern for his fellow crewmates, his anger at their treatment and most of all, his worry for Jim and Harry.

Their captors began to speak in clicks, their tones harsh and slightly gravely. Harry had to wonder what they were saying exactly, but their expressions gave him hints. One of them seemed bored and wanted to leave them obviously having enough of his fun. The other seemed to disagree, a gleam in his eyes telling the wizard that he enjoyed the torment he was causing them. They argued back and forth neither relenting in what they wanted, their attention focused away from them. And it was obvious Robbins noticed this.

Harry became tense as Robbins carefully shifted into a crouch ignoring the looks of his fellow officers. They wanted to escape, but there was no guarantee that Robbins alone would be able to subdue their captors even with catching them off guard. It wasn't a risk worth taking despite what was happening to them. But Robbins was stubborn that way and when he set his mind to something, nothing could sway him.

It happened rather quickly. Robbins tackled the pair with as much force as he could knocking them all down. And then the scuffle began their captors a tangle of limbs as they fought through alarm and confusion while Robbins tried to reach for one of the daggers they had used on them. Sulu seemed to gain strength as he joined the fray, but it was quickly growing obvious that they weren't going to win.

Both were thrown across the room landing closest to Harry who could only watch on in frozen and helpless terror. They had barely begun to push themselves off the floor when Robbins was grabbed from behind and pinned tightly to one of their captor's chest, a dagger pressed to his neck. Harry felt his heart hammering in his chest as his brain immediately realized what was to transpire, but he didn't want to believe it.

Soft words were whispered to Robbins, the clicking almost soothing but somehow mocking. And the young officer remained still, unable to do anything as his gaze locked with Harry's. The wizard didn't know why they were staring at each other, only that he couldn't look away. He conveyed his fear, his regret, his inability to save him even though he wanted to badly. Robbins merely stared back, resigned and then suddenly there was blood painted everywhere; all over the walls, the floor and all over Harry as he watched a crewmate's throat slit open under the smooth blade of a dagger. Then the world faded from red to black.

Getting dark and another cliff hanger. Sorry, but you're gonna be getting those for a bit -sweatdrop- Please remember to review! Thanks!

~Seth