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. . . January 1st, 2260. . .

. . . Romulus. . .

Khan was conducting experiments on Romulans, legally, so finding him made it much easier for Reaper. There was one thing that should not be crossed and that is hurting his family. A few months ago Nurse Chapel was fatally injured by a man matching the description of a wanted man known as 'John Harrison' with a phaser and M'Benga was there. M'Benga was also a victim of the attack, and he didn't make it. Reaper was lucky that Jim and Spock were not there.

Spock must have heard that Reaper had lived.

Only two viles were mailed to Reaper on another planet called 'Dochos'.

The other three remained with Spock.

Reaper trusted the Vulcan.

Reaper made a deadly version of the vile.

Chromosone-25.

Brought mutation and eventual death.

Khan had broken a straw.

Khan will not continue to live this day onward or the day after that or the day after that or the day after that. We see a scene briefly where Nyota is listing various reasons why not to inject her with something. She looked at great pain at the subject then back to Spock, shook her head, and walked away. Spock looked over toward the item on the desk then he placed it into a container. Our scene transformed into a long gray hall.

Reaper stepped forward holding a needle in his hand.

He went down the hall, carefully, not making a sound.

His hands had not a sign of burn marks and he seemed to have genetically changed his appearance. He had Romulan characteristics. He had on Romulan attire and he had done extensive research regarding them. He went under the identity T'Grimm on this planet. Reaper had a friend who could undo the affects after this. He would personally come back and finish the kill. Lock the door. Turn the lights off. Get himself prepared for what could be the most terrifying four hours he will ever have. Grenades. Assault rifle. Knife. Shotgun. Chainsaw. He had a backpack prepared with this stuff. He would go in mainly with the assault rifle in his arms. How would he get into a locked facility? This building had a security system that relied on hand prints. Reaper had decided to live as a Romulan for almost a year.

He had quickly become a well known and respected military figure by acting paranoid and with his enhanced intellect out smarted his opponents.

It was quite fun, really.

Reaper came into a open room.

"Please!" The young Romulan plead. "Please don't inject me."

Khan approached the young boy on the table.

"Oh, I will." Khan said.

Was it going to be this easy?

Hell yes.

The young Romulan looked over in the direction of Reaper, out of fear, and tried to squirm. Since Romulans lacked the inner emotional control that Vulcans had, they didn't have those super abilities. He was crying. He had been taken out of the juvenile system. He had a tattoo on his dark wrist. This young Romulan was a African American one. Khan held the needle up squirting out some of the contents. Khan had a grin on his face that wasn't the one a man should be trusted with.

"No!" The Romulan cried.

Reaper jabbed the needle into Khan's back.

Khan dropped the needle.

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