The murderer just rolled his eyes, returning to his original position. “Oh please James. I think we have been through this already. You pull out yours, I-”
“Shut up!” Jim yelled.
The doors to the bridge flew open and Uhura along with two large security officers charged in. Kirk was standing in front of the main console, weapon raised at…thin air. Nyota paused for a moment and then gestured for the two men to leave them alone, giving them a look, which clearly said “you will keep this to yourselves.”
The men filed out quickly, leaving her alone with the captain.
“Jim…are you alright?” She said warily as she drew closer.
“Uhura watch out! He-”
“Jim, there isn’t anyone else here. Just you and me.”
He watched in horror as Khan stood behind her, hands creeping slowly around her thin neck.
“Would you like me to kill her for you? Just another innocent, whose blood you are drenched in? It would be sooo… easy”
“Stop!”
There was a brief flicker, and then the other disappeared.
“Jim!”
The room began to spin wildly in bursts of white and red. He could hear a voice calling his name, and a pair of small hands touching his forehead. Jim was breathing heavily and then the black surrounded him, the darkness swallowing him whole.