Well hello there :) so I found this teeny tiny little clip of Benedict Cumberbatch (John Harrison) and Chris Pine (James Kirk) on the interwebs a few hours ago and it sparked this little scene in my head. Mind you I have not idea how the rest of the movie will play out or why John Harrison is doing what he is doing. I have a few guesses but nothing solid. So I've kept the chapter vague on that part but I did want to try out what I'm calling "fallen Lara". Now that she is following Harrison instead of Kirk I wanted to give the character a try at being well...bad lol but not bad bad...kind of like Loki from the first Thor movie. He's just misunderstood (and dead sexy) and wants his fathers love yada yada yada...you get my meaning right?
Well here's hoping you do haha. I'll shut up now, enjoy the preview!
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek. I only own Lara.
Jim watched her behind the glass. She looked so different. She was thinner, making her natural curves even more accentuated than they used to be. Her skin was paler, making her dark eyes contrast against her now light, cream colored skin. Also her eyes were rimmed with dark, smoky make-up. No longer did she wear a simple line and pale shadows. Now she wore charcoal colors around her eyes with thick lines rimming them. Her pale lips were slightly chapped, finger nails manicured perfectly and covered with black polish. To be honest he was surprised she found the time for the nail care after all of the killing she and her…partner had been doing.
Lara's outfit was a mirror image of Harrison's, the only difference being that her shirt was a stark white with a faded federation emblem on the shoulder. It looked like she had tried to scratch it off several times. Black tights, tall black leather boots that ended just above her knee and added about two inches to her natural height. She now stood with her eyes to Kirk's chin instead of his shoulder. Her hair was a neat mess. Pulled up into a high set pony tail, there were several pieces falling out along the sides of her face and in the back. Her dark eyes never left his as she stood there, proud of what she had done. Proud of the murders she had committed and proud of following that…thing.
"How could you?" he finally asked her, somehow keeping his voice steady even though his heart was racing. This was the first time he had seen her up close in months and she looked so different from the girl he had fallen in love with.
Lara raised a neatly plucked black eyebrow at him and almost smirked, "I'm just carrying out the wishes of myself and my companion Captain. We want justice."
"Justice? How can you call the murder of innocent people justice?" Kirk nearly shouted, gesturing to some place with his arm.
"I would not expect you to understand, at least not yet," she paused and looked past his shoulder across the room to John then back to Kirk, "He would like to speak with you Captain. We both wish to know what your purposes are with us, seeing as you did not kill us when you probably should have. I would like to know as well. To be honest I thought it would be a suicide run for us but you instead cuffed us. Do you know why that is?" she pointed to question over his shoulder to Harrison.
"Oh I have a few ideas that come to mind. Do not worry yourself darling, he will reveal his intentions soon I believe. After all, the man loves to hear himself talk." Kirk clenched his jaw and watched Lara's face as Harrison talked. As he watched her stare at Harrison Jim saw something in her eyes that he thought he would only ever see aimed at him. Love. He saw pure, unconditional love in those eyes as she gazed over at him. He even saw her tiny grin when he had called her "darling".
Jim felt his hands clench into fists, finger nails digging into the skin. She isn't the same, that's not my Lara. He repeated this mantra over and over as he made the short distance to the other side of the cell room to Harrison. He let his anger pour out in his words, hoping the man would understand how badly Jim had wanted to kill him before. "Let me explain something to you. You are a criminal," he growled out at him,
"I watched you both murder innocent men and women. I was authorized to end you. And the only reason why you are still alive," he made sure to look between both criminals while saying this, "Is because I am allowing it. So shut-your-mouth." He said this and pointed at Lara right at the end. She simply stared back at him with a blank expression as if she knew it was not her turn to speak. Instead she rested her eyes on Harrison again and watched him in anticipation. Like she couldn't wait to hear what he would say next.
Harrison kept his eyes down, "Oh Captain are you going to punch me again over and over until your arm weakens," he slowly looked up and met Kirk's stare, "Clearly you want to so tell me, why did you allow us to live?"
Jim felt a wash of shame come over him, "We all make mistakes."
Harrison shook his head, "No, I had us surrender to you because despite your attempt to convince myself and Lara otherwise you seem to have a conscience Mr. Kirk. If you did not then it would be impossible for either of us to convince you of the truth." He paused and looked across to Lara as if giving her permission to speak.
"Two-three-one-seven, four-six-one-one." She said the words while staring at Harrison, voice carrying across the small space and echoing against the walls.
Harrison returned his gaze to Jim and continued, "Coordinates not far from Earth. If you want to know why either of us did what we did, go and take a look."
Jim narrowed his eyes, "Give me one reason why I should listen to you."
"I can give you seventy-two, and they're on board your ship Captain. They have been all along."
He watched Harrison for a moment longer then left without another word to either of his prisoners. Once Jim was gone Lara placed her hands against the glass and leaned toward John. "Will he go? Will he take them?"
"I believe so," he watched the space Kirk had just occupied for a pause then looked up at his companion, "Do you think he will?"
"The Captain is unpredictable or thinks himself so. He thinks he is better than everyone and therefore does not need to fall prey to the rules," she sighed, "It will be his destruction. And our victory." Lara grinned mischievously across to John.
John gave back a small, brief smirk then asked, "How is your hand?"
Lara looked down at her right hand, the palm was reddened and would tingle when she touched it, "Fine, healed quickly enough." Again she leaned up against the glass and stared at him almost like she was desperate to break through, "I was ready John. I was ready to die for you."
"You don't need to darling. Our plan is set in motion, now we simply wait."
Lara smiled at him, "Do you think he is jealous?"
"There is no room to think on such thing!." Harrison answered her sharply, silencing Lara. She looked down at her feet, like she had just been scolded. After a pause she heard John sigh, "Lara, I do not want you to dwell on old wounds. Focus on what is happening to you now."
She nodded and resumed leaning against the glass, "Right now I feel desperate for you John, and I don't want to wait anymore. We have been waiting for so long."
"All good things to those who wait darling,"
Lara grinned and sat down on the floor, crossed her legs and stretched out her back. She closed her eyes and breathed in and out deeply calming her racing mind and heart. After several moments she opened her eyes, only to find John staring at her with a sort of hunger in his eyes. She smiled, "I love you John Harrison."
John simply stared back at her; he watched her face and those dark, hypnotic eyes. "I know," he said without a smile or a shake of the head. But it was enough for Lara because she knew there was only so much he could give, and for her it was enough.
Questions? Comments? Concerns? I've never written a villain before so this should be interesting...anyways thanks for reading! lots of love!