Darkest Memories 10/18
Title: Darkest Memories
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Star Trek belongs to Gene Roddenberry, Reboot to JJ Abrams. Doom belongs to whoever owns it. Everything else is probably mine.
Warnings: Crossover (Doom), Slash, Language, Violence, Medical ickiness, Spoilers (Doom, Star Trek)
Summary: McCoy is forced to face a certain dark part of his past and his feelings for Kirk-all at the same time.
Author’s Notes: Bad things happen.
Chapter Ten: The Doctor Speaks
Corridor, Olduvai II
Knowing he had only seconds left before Solvak reached him, Reaper sent one last broadcast to the Enterprise:
“Jim, this is McCoy. I know I promised you that I would come back in one piece, but it looks like I’m probably going to be unable to keep that promise. I wish I could have found the courage to say this sooner, but I can’t change the past. I love you, Jim, and I’m sorry about the lies I’ve told you over the years. I hope you can forgive me.”
Then he turned his comm off, not wanting Kirk to have to listen to his death.
“McCoy!” bellowed Solvak, his voice echoing off the walls of the corridor.
Reaper hoisted his gun and cocked it all in one single fluid motion. Unfortunately, Reaper was facing the wrong direction, and Solvak was on him before he could turn around.
The Vulcan effortlessly knocked the gun out of Reaper’s hands. It went flying with enough force to become embedded so deeply into the wall of the corridor that it would have taken Reaper too long to free it, if Solvak had even given him the chance to retrieve his gun.
~*~
Unidentified Computer Lab, Olduvai II
In his haste to broadcast his last words to Kirk, the doctor accidently comm’d Maia instead.
“Not on my watch, Doctor McCoy,” she muttered as she worked even harder to break through Solvak’s encryption.
”Access accepted,” the computer finally chirped.
“Computer, lock out all input except mine,” Maia ordered.
”Authorization code required.”
“One-Two-Four-Five-B-E-T-T-Y-B-L-A-H,” Maia recited.
”Authorization code accepted. All inputs except those by Sylar, Maia Lee will be rejected.”
That done, Maia turned her focus to activating the self-destruct.
“Computer, activate self-destruct, authorization Alpha-Two-Delta Maia Lee Sylar,” she ordered.
”Unable to comply.”
Maia frowned.
“Clarify reason for being unable to comply,” she ordered.
”Subroutines for countdown do not exist,” the computer replied.
Maia swore. She would have to either re-install the missing subroutines or else manually trigger the self destruct. The former would take longer than she wanted to spend-how much longer could Doctor McCoy keep fighting against Solvak?-and the latter would require her to commit suicide in order to ensure that the self destruct was not canceled by any mutations still running around the base.
“Computer, show me the current whereabouts of Doctor McCoy,” Maia commanded.
”Working,” the computer replied, before displaying the security feed for the corridor where McCoy was locked in combat with Solvak.
It was painfully clear to Maia that McCoy wasn’t going to last that much longer against Solvak. Her mind decided, she left the security feed playing in the background as she started the self destruct manually.
~*~
Corridor, Olduvai II
Reaper was getting tired of being thrown around like a rag doll by Solvak, but there was little he could do to stop it. Part of him wished that Solvak would just kill him already, but another part of him refused to accept the idea of death. So he kept on fighting back as best as he could.
“I wonder what your mother would say, if she saw you now,” Reaper mused aloud, in a desperate bid to rile up the Vulcan. He didn’t expect his taunt to actually work, though, as Reaper wasn’t an idiot to presume that Solvak was anywhere nearly as attached to his mother as Spock was.
Then he was flung into the ceiling-hard.
Solvak looked up at the ex-marine, trapped in the wreckage of what had previously been the undamaged ceiling of the corridor.
“Never talk about my mother, Doctor McCoy,” he growled threateningly.
“Why?” Reaper boldly shot back.
“You are not even worthy of the honor of thinking about her,” growled Solvak, reaching out for the ex-marine’s face.
OH HELL NO! McCoy growled in his head as Reaper tried futilely to escape.
But there was nothing he could do to stop Solvak, at least, not physically.
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Rating: R
Disclaimer: Star Trek belongs to Gene Roddenberry, Reboot to JJ Abrams. Doom belongs to whoever owns it. Everything else is probably mine.
Warnings: Crossover (Doom), Slash, Language, Violence, Medical ickiness, Spoilers (Doom, Star Trek)
Summary: McCoy is forced to face a certain dark part of his past and his feelings for Kirk-all at the same time.
Author’s Notes: Bad things happen.
Chapter Ten: The Doctor Speaks
Corridor, Olduvai II
Knowing he had only seconds left before Solvak reached him, Reaper sent one last broadcast to the Enterprise:
“Jim, this is McCoy. I know I promised you that I would come back in one piece, but it looks like I’m probably going to be unable to keep that promise. I wish I could have found the courage to say this sooner, but I can’t change the past. I love you, Jim, and I’m sorry about the lies I’ve told you over the years. I hope you can forgive me.”
Then he turned his comm off, not wanting Kirk to have to listen to his death.
“McCoy!” bellowed Solvak, his voice echoing off the walls of the corridor.
Reaper hoisted his gun and cocked it all in one single fluid motion. Unfortunately, Reaper was facing the wrong direction, and Solvak was on him before he could turn around.
The Vulcan effortlessly knocked the gun out of Reaper’s hands. It went flying with enough force to become embedded so deeply into the wall of the corridor that it would have taken Reaper too long to free it, if Solvak had even given him the chance to retrieve his gun.
~*~
Unidentified Computer Lab, Olduvai II
In his haste to broadcast his last words to Kirk, the doctor accidently comm’d Maia instead.
“Not on my watch, Doctor McCoy,” she muttered as she worked even harder to break through Solvak’s encryption.
”Access accepted,” the computer finally chirped.
“Computer, lock out all input except mine,” Maia ordered.
”Authorization code required.”
“One-Two-Four-Five-B-E-T-T-Y-B-L-A-H,” Maia recited.
”Authorization code accepted. All inputs except those by Sylar, Maia Lee will be rejected.”
That done, Maia turned her focus to activating the self-destruct.
“Computer, activate self-destruct, authorization Alpha-Two-Delta Maia Lee Sylar,” she ordered.
”Unable to comply.”
Maia frowned.
“Clarify reason for being unable to comply,” she ordered.
”Subroutines for countdown do not exist,” the computer replied.
Maia swore. She would have to either re-install the missing subroutines or else manually trigger the self destruct. The former would take longer than she wanted to spend-how much longer could Doctor McCoy keep fighting against Solvak?-and the latter would require her to commit suicide in order to ensure that the self destruct was not canceled by any mutations still running around the base.
“Computer, show me the current whereabouts of Doctor McCoy,” Maia commanded.
”Working,” the computer replied, before displaying the security feed for the corridor where McCoy was locked in combat with Solvak.
It was painfully clear to Maia that McCoy wasn’t going to last that much longer against Solvak. Her mind decided, she left the security feed playing in the background as she started the self destruct manually.
~*~
Corridor, Olduvai II
Reaper was getting tired of being thrown around like a rag doll by Solvak, but there was little he could do to stop it. Part of him wished that Solvak would just kill him already, but another part of him refused to accept the idea of death. So he kept on fighting back as best as he could.
“I wonder what your mother would say, if she saw you now,” Reaper mused aloud, in a desperate bid to rile up the Vulcan. He didn’t expect his taunt to actually work, though, as Reaper wasn’t an idiot to presume that Solvak was anywhere nearly as attached to his mother as Spock was.
Then he was flung into the ceiling-hard.
Solvak looked up at the ex-marine, trapped in the wreckage of what had previously been the undamaged ceiling of the corridor.
“Never talk about my mother, Doctor McCoy,” he growled threateningly.
“Why?” Reaper boldly shot back.
“You are not even worthy of the honor of thinking about her,” growled Solvak, reaching out for the ex-marine’s face.
OH HELL NO! McCoy growled in his head as Reaper tried futilely to escape.
But there was nothing he could do to stop Solvak, at least, not physically.
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