Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!newsswing.news.prodigy.com!prodigy.net!newsfeed.cwix.com!border1.nntp.dca.giganews.com!nntp.giganews.com!newshosting.com!nx02.iad01.newshosting.com!yellow.newsread.com!bad-news.newsread.com!news-toy.newsread.com!netaxs.com!newsread.com!POSTED.newshog.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: From: Istannor@Aol.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: New: TOS : A Higher Duty: PG: 18/28 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lines: 116 Date: Sat, 04 Dec 2004 05:55:13 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: newshog.newsread.com 1102139713 209.198.142.218 (Sat, 04 Dec 2004 00:55:13 EST) NNTP-Posting-Date: Sat, 04 Dec 2004 00:55:13 EST Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:85913 X-Received-Date: Fri, 03 Dec 2004 21:55:21 PST (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: A Higher Duty Author: Istannor Contact: Istannor@aol.com Series: TOS Rating: PG13 for violence Part: 18/28 Codes:TOS Summary: This is set during the second 5 year voyage of the Starship Chapter 18 Spock slept as the doctor ordered. They were less than an hour from the system, and all the plans were in place. The last pieces awaited their arrival, and there was nothing more for him to do. He had entered an induced trance state so he would awaken with increase alertness and energy. He had planned on a two-hour trance, but it was not to be. In the second hour, Spock woke up screaming. His hands, feet, arms, and, legs were in agony. Someone was causing him pain. Pain greater than he had ever experienced in life. It was breathless seconds before he identified the source of the pain. It was not his pain; it was Jim's. It took him even longer to block it out, so that he could stand and walk into the refresher, where he promptly vomited into the chute. When he at last got control, he walked out to find the Doctor. He would fulfill his promise to him to let McCoy know when he felt something again. He only hoped that his T'hy'la would survive. If he did not, he would extract the Vulcan right of revenge in a most horrible fashion, and punish whoever was doing this to James T. Kirk. It was not logical, but it would be done. The screams were cut off like the aftermath of a bomb. Sound had been stolen from the air. Jus and Renna made their way down to the campsite as silently as they could. From the darkness, they could see the last three kidnappers standing in the clearing. Kirk was strapped to a giant tree on the edge. Blood ran from gashes on all of his limbs as they hung limply from the cords that bound him. His mouth was bleeding in a steady stream as the Klingon reached over to grab his head and lean it back so he could see him. "Wake him up. This khest'n dog is using more time than we have." C'Thuth snarled. The Orion moved to inject a stimulant into the human. They heard a low moan as he began to come back to consciousness. Jus looked around, frantically trying to come up with a plan. They had only one disrupter between them. The Kidnappers were fully armed. "Stay here, Renna, I want to look for something to use." He moved around to the side, out of sight, and Renna remained crouched in the deep trees. C'Thuth waited until Kirk was alert and then began to caress the bowie knife suggestively in front of his face. "Now, Captain, you will tell me what I want to know and I will keep asking you in my own way, until I am satisfied with your answer." C'Thuth moved with deadly speed and imbedded the blade in Kirk's thigh, and twisted. Kirk's inchoate scream lost all semblance of humanity, he was no longer human. He was pain incarnate. He wanted to die, he wanted to tell then whatever they wanted, but they wouldn't stop long enough for him to surrender. He had to run; the pain had to stop. A voice called him from his hidden memories: it offered him an end to pain and he could no longer refuse to heed it. He left his tormentors behind and fled into the darkness and oblivion. She could feel him slipping away. She no longer had any choices left. Jus heard a noise to his side and turned to confront whoever it was, only to see Renna run out into the clearing. "Stop, no more, leave him alone," she shouted enraged past the point of rationality. The men in the clearing all turned their blasters on her with momentary expressions of shock and disbelief. "Stop, don't shoot her, we need that one alive," C'Thuth shouted. The Orion and the Klingon ran to grab her. Jus used the distraction she had provided, and shot the Klingon who was running towards Renna. He then turned and shot the other Klingon who still stood in front of Kirk with the dark red blood running down his hands. Renna, with all the deadliness of their ancestors, used her entire strength, a gift of her Vulcan heritage, to hit the approaching Orion, who was in the act of reaching to grab her for a shield. She hit him solidly, aiming an upward blow into the center of his chest, caring nothing for his feelings or his life. She caved his chest in and he fell dead, instantaneously. [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. Most recent messages can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML. NewMessage: