WARNING: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH.
Smoke was everywhere when James Kirk opened his eyes.
He could barely see through the black haze.
Alarms flashed around him in a silent scream, clocking everything in bright red.
Then he remembered.
The Klingons had taken the ship! Everyone had been fighting.
Oh God.
Coughing, he looked around for his crew. He saw all sorts of broken panels, sparks flying every way. That's when he saw.
They were all lying down in among the broken parts.
It hurt the most when you began to recognize the bodys that had obviously been there for a few hours.
There was little, innocent Chekov, his curls matted with blood.
There was Sulu, his eyes closed and his hand in Chekov's.
Then Scotty, but no laugh shone in his eyes.
Then Carol, her beautiful face badly damaged, and her beautiful brain a loss in this World.
Spock and Uhura close together, arms linked, red and green blood mixed.
Kirk poked Spock, the Vulcan didn't move.
Kirk sat up, his eyes looking for..
Bones. Shot down like his other friends. Kirk tapped Bones's hand, "Wake up." He said.
Tears fell down his face.
"Wake up guys!"
He stared at his crew. The people he loved. Why them? Why did they have to die? Tears streamed down his face.
All he cared about was gone.
He wished so much to be gone too. So he did something very selfish.
"Self destruct activated."
He sat down in his chair, it had somehow made it through the battle.
"See you guys in a second."
He whispered as he closed his eyes.
"10."..."9"..."8"..."7"..."6"..."5"..."4"..."3"... "2"..."1".
In a flash the Enterprise and her crew disappeared.
Leaving not a trace behind.
Every now and then, a Starship will report having seen a Federation ship with a strange glow, and when they flagged it down it disappeared.
Or if they tried to communicate with it, all they got was static.
Some say the ship helped them greatly. A few even saw the ships name.
"The Enterprise NCC-1701", they swear.
But not everyone believes them, because ghosts aren't real.
Right?