Khan's Pressure Point

Chapter Eleven: To Klingon

        "Zir, we hav launched all of ze misslez and power for ze beamz are at 10%!"

A young man with a thick Russian accent speaks up. Jim has a bewildered expression stamped on his face.

"Captain! Ze enemy iz hacking into our zystem!"

Jim shakes his head. Finally he came back, I sigh in my head. We all strech our necks at the fuzzing screen, revealing the same figure. The Maker.

"Mr. Kirk, remember you underestimated someone else last time. His name is Khan by the way, me and him have a relationship dated back hundreds of years ago, but let's not get to that. Anyaway, that costs you thousands of lives, didn't it? And millions mourning, because of YOU. If you do not want to make the same mistake again, I want you, Khan, and DEVLAN to land Klingon if you don't want me to shoot everything I'VE got. Oh, and you can bring the Vulcan too! The more the merrier!"

I run towards the elevator as fast as I can at the same time as Jim. I yell to the angry looking dad between the closing gates,

"Catch the next one!"

The brief silence inside the space is broken by Jim.

"You know, I want to know how you're associated with guy, but you know what's the bigger problem?"

I roll my eyes. "Oh let me guess, my father's gonna kill me?"

Kirk lets out a nervous laugh. "Yup, you, young lady, are SCREWED."

        I push out Jim at the floor he pushed the button to, and close the door, then punch the button to the floor to where Scotty is. B5-6. I swiftly move out of the elevator and run up to Scotty, who is waving his arms vigurously towards my direction.

"What took ya so long!" Scotty yell.

"Complications!" I yell back in the same volume as his.

        I observe the spare ship. No wonder it's a spare.I qickly dive into the bundle and rip apart the metal with my bare hands, which Scotty stares in terror. I snatch some of the toold from his tool box and connect, programm, bend, and play with the scraps. I doesn't take me five minutes until a ship is completed. The overall shape of it is a bird, with several turbines attached to the "wings". Inside is hollow enough for me to fit cozily. I fit the whole control system from the original and reconnected it to my smaller creation, resulting in controls on the top of my head. On the frontal area is a see through wall, which enables me too see about 180 degress.

"Now this is what I call a Aprodite!"

I smirk at Scotty praise and decide to name it that.

"Scotty, tell Jim that I'll be sticking right behind them when they are at Klingon, but they won't be able too see me." I oder him.

"WAIT. KLINGON!?" I scuff at his remark.

"I don't need to repeat myself do I? Now, DO AS I SAY!" I guess raising my voice is effective to make Scotty listen to me, for he quickly rushed to the elevator.

        I slip through the narrow opening and lie down on my stomach in fornt of the monitor before closing the opening. I push the strating buttons and grab the two controls, each in my hands and lift off from the ground. As I see another ship containing the Jim, the Vulcan, and dad, I speed out in front of him and fly away to the side.

        I slide my pointer finger across the screen above my head and stable the communication system.

"Jim, can you here me?" I call out. However, an unknown voice answers.