Brystal is the daughter of the great Admiral Christopher Pike. She was nobody special, nobody specific, but that all changed one day.
"Adventure for destiny in the stars."
[Star Trek: Reboot]
[Kirk x femme!oc]
Cover by @chasingmaybanks
Book 4 in the...
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The room was dark, dimly lit with shattered glass window shards everywhere. The screaming had stopped the bleeding. Admirals lay on the floor keeping pressure on their open wounds. Flames had began to diminish as their light grew dim.
Terror still filled the room from the events that had occurred seconds ago. Deaths, injured, and barely bruised all on the room. Shards of imploded glass scattered across the floor.
Spock laid a hand on Jim's shoulder as a team of medics lifted the limp bodies of Admiral Christopher Pike and Admiral Ava Pike. The medics laid the bodies onto wheeled stretches. They threw white blankets over their bodies covering their dead open eyes.
He had watched earlier who Brystal had broken down over her parents dying. Their blood running cold within seconds from their injuries. How it hollowed his heart everytime the memory replayed on his head looking at her dead parents. He looked around, seeing she had disappeared.
Had just moments ago? Moments ago, as he watched Brystal hit the the rubble, feeling every inch of pain? Moments ago, just when tears had fled down her face?
"Where's Brystal?" Jim asked Spock, he brushed off bits of glass from his uniform as he looked at his first officer.
That's when a tug of guilt hit him as well. Pulling down himself all because of he started getting flashbacks of how he acted towards her hours ago. That wasn't exactly a very good way to even talk to her in the first place.
Not even now.
He couldn't just be straight up angry at her anymore. She didn't have a choice when she was forced to become a captain. She'd just watched the two people who raised her in love and affection die in front of her.
"I believe she violently returned to her home quarters." Spock said, hanging his head low, staring at the covered bodies. Jim could see the hurt in his eyes that he had seen in Brystals.
"She's not okay." Jim managed to say, thinking how it pained him to see her in pain. He remembered the heartbroken look on her face. How she hadn't looked at anyone once they moved her away from her parents bodies.
"I believe in times like these, it is routine to offer her emotional support. I believe that is your duty." Spock told him.
"How would you know about emotional support?" Kirk asked, curiously.
"I felt the same after losing my home planet and my mother. Nyota showed that act of comfort toward me." Spock explained. Jim nodded before walking out of the room to try and find Brystal.
