Agent Fox Mulder (i_want_2) wrote in multi_fiction, @ 2010-05-04 21:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | rated: explicit, slash, startrek, startrek xi |
Fic: Possession 3/9 StarTrek XI
Title: Possession
Author: Lopaka Tanu
Disclaimer: I do not own StarTrek.
Characters:Mirrorverse - Jim, Bones, Uhura, Chekov. XI - Spock, Kirk, Chekov, Nyota.
Words: 14972
Genre: Dark Slash.
Prompt: Mirror Kirk comes looking for something he lost: Spock.
Fandom: StarTrek XI
Pairing: M!Kirk/Spock, past M!Kirk/M!Spock
Rating: Adult
Warnings: Language, Violence, Character Death, Sexual Activity, Dub-Con, Bondage, Dominance/Submission, Kidnaping, Angst, Stockholm Syndrome, Drug Use.
Recipient: Anna - Winner of Help_Chile auction.
Summary: A sudden rift in space offers one Jim Kirk the chance to reclaim what was taken from him. Spock will learn to accept his new life, whether he wants to or not.
Author's Note: Lyrics and title from "Possession" by Sarah McLachlan
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Part 2. I'll Take Your Breath Away
A small rumble shook the ship, but it did not wake him. That happened a second later when the ship's comm chirped at him. Groaning, Jim raised his head from the couch cushions. His hair stuck to his face, glued their by dried up drool. It took him a second of blinking to realize what had awakened him.
Groaning, he reached out to the wall beside his couch. His slapping at the console there eventually landed on the control buttons. Activated, the comm snapped at him. "Kirk, go ahead."
"Captain, you are needed on the bridge." Lieutenant Commander Uhura sounded a little alarmed.
As well as she should have been.
Jim didn't care if she was the latest addition to his crew. There were certain orders that he expected to be followed implicitly! "What the hell is so damned important?"
"I can't explain it, sir." She actually sounded mystified. "You are going to have to see it for yourself."
Growling this time, Jim sat up. He pushed the hair from his face and rubbed at his eyes. "All right, I'm on my way!"
"Yes, sir." Her swallow came over the comm. "Please, hurry."
Raising his head, Jim turned to stare at the console. What the hell had Lieutenant Iceberg so god damned emotional? Pushing himself up off the couch, he figured there was only one way to find out.
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His hair was still wet from the quick rising. At least he smelled clean even if he didn't feel it. Yet, it was the best he could do in his rush. Jim was certain his uniform wasn't even completely done up. Whatever that had his crew spooked had better have been important.
It and they weren't going to like him very much if it was something stupid.
The groan of the lift's motors slowed then stopped as the car arrived. Its doors slid open with a ominous groan.
Kirk spared them only a passing frown as he stepped out on to the bridge. The yellow lights of the ships caution alert flashed from around the deck. He had time to notice all eyes were focused on the screen before the ship shook again. Balancing himself against a nearby station, he cleared his throat. "Lieutenant, report!"
Rising from the Captain's chair, Uhura saluted Kirk across her chest. "Captain!" She stepped back to give him room. "A spacial anomaly formed five hundred meters off the port nacel. It appeared with a gravitational wave, then began to expand. Every two minutes exactly, the anomaly expands with another shock wave."
"That's pretty damn precise reporting." He stared at her with undisguised appreciation.
The frosty look she sent back discouraged further comment. With that, she turned and headed up to her post.
Another shockwave shook the ship, dragging him back to the situation at hand. Jim dropped in to his chair. "What kinda readings are we getting off that thing?"
"I'm uncertain, captain." Chekov's frown caused his voice to become distorted. Pressing his eyes to the science viewer, he ratcheted up the controls. "It is unlike anything we have ever encountered."
Spinning his chair, Kirk found Chekov manning the science station. "What the hell are you doing at the science station? Where is Lieutenant Myers?"
"Lieutenant Myers is on his way, Captain." Not bothering to look up, Chekov pressed several buttons on his console to change the views. "I was...nearby and arrived quickly."
"Yeah, it's a good thing Bones' quarters are near a turbolift." Growling more to himself, Kirk spun his chair back to the front. He stood up and marched over to the conn. Taking the chair, he nodded at the Ensign manning the helm. "Can you get anything of use from that, Lieutenant?"
"I am picking up a distress signal!" Hand to her earpiece, Uhura worked at the communications controls. Her fingers deftly programmed a filter to clear things up. "It is coming from the anomaly."
"Wrong Lieutenant, but I'll take what I can get." Sighing, Jim entered his command code to activate the console. The display immediately sprang to life and system information was spit out over the readouts. "The gravity waves are doing a number on the engines the longer we sit here, Chekov. If we're going to get any more information, you better do it fast."
"Captain! Get us from here, now!" Chekov's cry of alarm ripped through the bridge a moment before the ship rocked violently.
Consoles across the bridge exploded. Glass and debris rained down over the deck and crew as the lights went out.
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Pain. Distant and throbbing, Jim could sense it there, but not feel it. He was certain he should have been feeling it.
Opening his eyes, all he could see was white. There were no shapes in the brilliance. All flare. It glowed like a pen light during a medical inspection.
Then he could see again.
Red lights flashed mutely in the distance. He saw a console sparking as power surges ripped through the relays. Melted plastics and twisted metal littered the deck in front of him.
The world was upside down. That was when Jim realized he was on his back. He couldn't hear anything, but he knew that the alarms had to be blaring. His mind chose that moment to reboot and he remembered what had happened.
Sound came back and brought with it a friend. Pain ripped through his entire body like fire. He screamed until his nerves regained control and he could tolerate it again.
Tears flooded his eyes as he rolled on to his side. He could feel the bite of glass in his side, but it didn't matter. Jim had to find a functioning console and get a readout on what had happened. As he curled up to put his hands and legs under him he saw movement across the bridge.
The crew were coming awake. Well, at least one was.
Uhura had already righted her chair and was at the engineering console. Blood flowed freely from a gassy above her left eyebrow, but she went to work undeterred. "I am rerouting power to functioning stations."
"Good work." Jim hissed as his palm came down on a shard of glass. "Can you access the sensors, find out what happened?"
"You can do it from the conn. There will be no more system fluctuations as power converters are back online." She wiped the blood from her face with the back of her hand. Her eyes never left the display. "Minimal damage to key systems, most of it seems to have been localized to the bridge." As she spoke, her voice took on a flat tone.
Narrowing his eyes as he resumed the conn, Kirk punched the controls to test them. Sure enough, they lit up after a few flickers. "Remind me to have a talk with Mr. Scott about installing flow regulators on the bridge."
"I will make a note of it, after I finish with him." Reaching up, she touched her finger tips to the now clotting wound. Seeing the thick blood made her eyes almost disappear in a scowl.
"All right, let's see what's out there." Jim quickly activated the ships sensors and ran a sweep. It beeped to indicate the scans had begun. "Mr. Chekov, have you made any progress on the anomaly?" When he received no response, he turned back to look.
The entire science station was covered in blood. Slumped over the viewer was the body of the Lieutenant. His arms hung loosely at his sides.
"Bones is not going to like this." Shrugging it off, Jim turned back to his console. Results began to compile on the display as the sensors scanned space around the ship. What he saw made him frown. "Uhura, can you access the science station's data?"
She looked over to the mess that had been her rival with a sneer. "I can try." Uhura dismissed it and pushed her chair over to the next console, activating it quickly. The display was cracked but that had little effect to the image. "There seems to be a large debris field surrounding us. It is hampering our sensors."
"Can you find the anomaly," he shouted at her? His patience was running thin. Things were falling apart left and right on his ship. This should not have been fucking happening!
"Yes." Her response was bit out through clenched teeth. "I have the anomaly located fifteen hundred kilometers to port." Bringing up the scan results, she sifted through the debris listings. "We are clear of the event horizon for now, but the anomaly is still expanding."
"Good, keep an eye on it." Frowning, he double checked the results. There had been no change in it from the last time he looked. "Now, tell me, are you picking up anything in grid fifteen by nineteen?"
"Searching." She quickly tapped the controls to bring up the results. What came up on the screen made her frown. "That cannot be right." Glaring at the display, she smacked it hard.
The screen winked out for a second then came back. On it, the image remained the same.
"Obviously our sensors are picking up an echo." She looked down at the buttons to see what she could do. "I warned you that the debris field was interfering with our scans."
While she did that, Kirk brought up the image on the mainviewer. Thankfully the screen wasn't too damaged and managed to bring it up, even if dark and blurry.
On the mainviewer the imaged blurred then refocused. Even in the static the shape could not be mistaken. Rotating slowly as it bounced off debris was a large, intact vessel. It was identical to their own.
Jim's gaze traced over her every curve. To his trained eye there were several minor differences. Yet, in spite of this, he knew that ship. It was his ship.
As she turned, the forward hull came in to view. The saucer section was lit up to display her name and service registry.
Seeing her identity made Jim's spine stiffen. "It can't be."
"That's Enterprise." Standing up, Uhura scanned the image of the ship with narrowed eyes. Her lips moved as she silently read the registry with disbelief. "This has to be a deception. The Alliance must be behind this."
Jim sat back with a snort. "May be." Crossing his arms, he clenched his jaw. "There's one way to find out."
TBC