Khan's Pressure Point

Chapter Fourteen: A Loss and a Gain

        I wake up to be cradled in the strong arms. I look up, and bright white lights take me a moment to adjust. I stop breathing as I find out the person carrying me is Spock. He notices I am awake and speaks up in a calm voice.

"This action does not have any affection intended to it."

"Well, it's quite enjoyable for me." I smile a little. I slowly look at my blood stained clothes. The red is not very visable on the black cloth, but I can feel the cold blood sticking to my skin. I am lowered onto a stretch and carried to the medical bay, where I am given a new set of clothes and cleaned. I am then taken to a cell, which has a transparent wall, making myself visable. I guess Starfleet don't give privacy to its prisoners, I think to myself.

It's not long until Jim and Spock walk into the room and stop in front of the cell I am in.

"You better have a good reason why you beat us up Devlan."

The captain sounded furious. No wonder.

"Well, it was just a few punches thrown captain, no big deal. What is more important is that I have saved humanity by that action."

"And by that," Spock said "what do you mean?"

"What I mean Spock, is that I have a plan of my own. You see, The Maker and I have a history together. He would not like it if I just went along to your plans. I needed to show him that I am your enemy."

Jim spoke up, his tone stern and deep.

"Well, Devaln. You say that you saved humanity? The four ships that came to us for back up are now ALL IN PIECES! Luckily, this ship was able to dodge most of the attacks, and few ever reached to us to do any damage. Do you want to know something else?"

Before I say anything, Jim quickly bursts out.

"Only one fatality has occured." Jim said "and that victim's name is Montgomery Scott."

        I pause all movements. Scotty dead? I think. I look down at my feet. My mouth starts to dry and I blink more than usual. Scotty is dead?

"I wish too see the body." My tone gets angrier. I try to not show my rage, but my knuckels tremble in it.

"We cannot allow you to step outside this cell at this moment Devlan. I'm sorry, but you will stay here."

Jim takes little time to see my response and shuffles towards the exit, with Spock trailing behind.

        The rage tries to escape my body. I don't where to aim it at. Myself? Ridge? Klingons? To realise that I was part of death is body crushing. I slam my body at the wall to try to escape the guilt. The thoughts of death bring up another person in my mind, my father.

        I bellow out and slam my body even more at the wall, creating a small crack in it. I punch the section over and over, and with a final tackle with my body, the glass wall shatters into millions of pieces.

        An alarm goes off above my head as I pay little attention towards it, sprinting towards the exit. I run as fast as I can, avoiding contact with guards as possible and head to the medical bay.

        My muscles are shaking when I arrive at the medical bay, to see Scotty and my father lying in beds next to each other. Dad's heartbeat and breathing are weak but existent. However, there is nothing attached to Scotty. I run up to his bedside and touch his forehead with the tip of my fingers. Even is his breathing and heart stops, there is still a chance of brain activity still living. Bones comes out from the back room.

"Devlan, get the hell away from him!"

I turn my head towards, revealing my sorrow stricken face. Bones seems to be suprised at the sight of this, but I ignore him and turn my attention towards Scotty again. I focus my hearing as much as I can and search for a spark of electricity sending signals in his brain.

"He's still alive."

I whisper. As soon as Bones hears my words, he yells for nurses.

"Bones, take my blood. My blood has more healing powers than my father's. TAKE IT NOW!"

I roar out. Quickly, Bones takes out a penicillin and stabs it into one of my visable veins. The fear seeps into my mind, but I supress it with the thoughts of saving my friend. For Scotty, for Scotty! I remind myself.

        As soon as Bones finishes with the extracting of my blood, he quickly reaches over Scotty's arm and push onto the lever, pushing the blood into his bloodstream.

        Panic fills inside me as I observe Scotty's face for what seems like an eternity, but actually seconds. His face returns its color and Scotty lets out a cough of air before looking up at me.

"Thank god! You're back!" He croaks out, and I dive into his welcoming arms. I sob quietly into his gradually warming up chest. I hear his heartbeat becoming stronger at every push.

"Ya know what? I think I'm actually younger now!"

I laugh at his joke and lift my head up to observe his face once more. He seems alright now, and his injuries that caused his near death expierence are also healed too, without a single scratch remaining.

        I back down slightly as Bones checks up on his condition. I start slowly walking towards the door but jump up as a strong hand grasp at my wrists. I carefully look back, revealing dad looking dead straight into my eyes.

"We need to talk, NOW."

He says as he pushes himself off of the bed and pull me into the back room. After shooing away the nurses, he closes the door behind him. He glances down at the floor for a little bit before shooting me his death glare.

"You got the whole Earth, including our crew which are immobilised by the humans! You also made a stupid decision to get yourself in danger, the first thing you were ever taught! Has the slumber made your memory loosen, because clearly you are not the daughter I know before my sleep!"

His harsh words pierce my heart. I don't have the courage to speak up back or even make eye contact with the heart less monster in front of me. Seconds pass by in silence, by I sense dad staring at me the whole time.

"SPEAK TO ME!"

He bellows out. I decide that the best decision to make to avoid getting rammed into the walls with his hands at my throat.

"Because I wanted to protect everyone in the most trustable way. I decided to join him. He made a promise to save our crew and destroy Earth afterwards. But like you said, our crew is immobilised on Earth right now, and killing billions of innocent people is wrong."

Dad scuffs at my reasons. I was always the sympathethic of the crew, which always was in the way, for I was created to kill and live for the prosper of only my people. One of the failures of my genes.

"Now are you caring! What good comes when you care for people you do not know their existent of! What good does it bring?"

To be true, it was confusing to me too. After waking up to a new era, and meeting new people. People like Jim, Bones, and Scotty helped me discover the word "humanity". Even if that was buried deep in my ancestory, it was awaken by the kindness that the people gave me. What good does it bring? It brings love. The same I feel towards my own father. But I wonder if he does too, so I ask him.

"Dad, do you love me?"

The man in front of me narrows his eyes at my question. He opens him mouth to speak up but no sound comes out. I feel sad for not getting to hear a quick response, which I hoped for. Then, the next moment I am surrounded in white lights. I stare at my shined hands in confusion, and so is dad. It's not a second I disappear after Jim and Spock come bursting into the room, face frozen in shock.