Kirk IX

He’d been prepared to die that day as he headed off to his trial, where he’d been given two choices: 1) death and 2) to become slave girl to the Rammerham.  Death had seemed the easy, obvious choice.   He’d lay down on his narrow cot, still not used to the soft, shifting nature of his new body, and calming his breath, had begun to say goodbye to everyone, to everything, to all the people who had mattered most.

“Captain,” he heard the deep, familiar voice say.

“Spock?”  He answered in his soft new voice, sitting up, covering himself with his tiny arms as best he could.  “What are you doing here?”

Spock kept his eyes on Kirk’s new face, curiously regarding the young woman who sat before him.  “I have come to consult with you about your impending trial.  As my,” he glanced at the guards, “property, I have a legal right on this planet to your protection.”

Kirk caught the glance and nodded.  “Of course.”

The door opened and Spock entered.  Kirk stood, craning his neck back to look at his old friend, and he felt small– and naked.  “Good to see you.”

“And you.”  They sat on the bunk, side by side.  “Forgive me for what I am about to say.”

“What?”

“I feel I need to ascertain the truth of your identity.  This situation has complicated negotiations, and there are many probabilities to suggest you could be an imposter.”

Kirk nodded.  He understood.  He could barely believe he was this girl, so how could anyone else?  “What do you want me to do?  Share some secret from my past?  Tell you codes for the Enterprise only the captain would know?”

“I can obtain absolute certainty through the use of the Vulcan mind probe.”

Kirk hesitated.  Spock had mind probed him before.  That was true.  But it seemed– he felt more vulnerable now.   Spock would see his plans, and he would try to stop him.   Yet, maybe there was a chance this could all be fixed.  If anyone could do it, Spock could.   Kirk looked up at Spock and nodded.

Spock gently places his fingers along Kirk’s face and head, and Kirk his skin tingle at the man’s touch.  Then, the Vulcan began to press his awareness into Kirk’s brain, so soft and gentle, and yet so firm.  Kirk had resisted, pushed back, but then it was almost like he could hear Spock whispering, relax.  It will be okay.  Let me in.   And Kirk had; he’d released, with a soft sigh, and then he’d felt his mind merging with Spock’s, their essence flowing together, and entwining, and Spock glimmered like a diamond, shining so bright, and Kirk felt safe and protected, and when the mind meld ended, a tear rolled down Kirk’s cheek, and he couldn’t stop himself from taking Spock’s hands and squeezing.

Spock did not respond to Kirk’s emotional display, but stared down into his eyes and said, “You must not accept death, Jim.”

“What choice do I have?  I can’t live as another man’s slave, let along a slave girl.  You know what he’ll expect of me.”

“It will buy us time.  It will give me a chance to free you.”

“But what if you can’t?  Or what if before you do I become his– mate?”  Kirk’s voice cracked at the last word.

A hard, angry fire filled Spock’s eyes for a moment, but he quickly regained control of himself.  “I will not allow that to happen.”

Kirk’s heart fluttered, and he got that tingly feeling everywhere.  “Oh, Spock.”

“You must trust me.  I will protect you.”

“Okay,” Kirk said, now openly weeping.  “I’m sorry,” he said, wiping at his tears.  “I don’t know why I’m crying.”

“It’s because you are a female,” Spock said, standing.  “Your biology makes you more prone to tears.”

Spock left.  The guards came and escorted Kirk to the courtroom, all the way ogling his body.  He had not been used to men looking at him like that, and it made him feel queasy and sick.   He was made to stand in the center of the room, and he glanced around to see Spock, Uhura, Rand and the rest of the landing party watching along with a large number of the men of Rammerham.  The judge came in wearing a horned helmet and some kind of animal fur cloak.

“You spoke in the presence of a man after being ordered to silence.  I find you guilty. The sentence is death. ”  He raised his gavel, pausing, waiting for Kirk to beg for mercy.  But, he couldn’t do it.  He couldn’t bring himself to beg these savage pigs to allow him to serve as a slave girl, and so heartbroken that he had to betray his word to Spock– poor Spock!– he merely dropped his head and stared at the floor, waiting to hear the gavel pound and sound the end of his life.

“Wait!”

Kirk looked up, shocked, to see that Spock had risen.  “As the owner of this female, I offer my life in her place,” Spock said.

“No!”  Kirk screamed.  The crew all around Spock was staring at him in shock, looking back at Kirk, their eyes wide.

“Are you sure?”  The Judge said.   “There will be no appeal.  My judgement is final.”

“I am sure,” Spock said.  “I can not allow her to die.”

“Very well, then I do hereby–”

Kirk stared at Spock, tears once more pooling in his eyes, and he sank to his knees, and cried out, “Let me join the King’s harem!  Please!  I beg you!  I want to serve him as his slave girl!”  He sank forward until his forehead was on the ground, prostrate before the judge.

“Very well.  It pleases me greatly to see this arrogant female humble herself before the great King.  I will be merciful.  You are now the property of the King, and you will seek to serve him in every way.”

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The guards picked Kirk up off the floor and led him away.  He kept his eyes down, his hair falling around his face like a  curtain.  He could not stand the thought of looking at any of his crew now that he was a harem girl, a slave, another man’s woman.

 

4 thoughts on “Kirk IX

  1. So you keep the story exactly where we want it to go and at the same time you keep both Kirk and Spoke as 120 % positive characters… Nice 🙄. And moving.

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  2. How did Spock save female Kirk from Kahn and how will Kirk find out who turned him into a woman. Nice cliffhanger to the chapter by the way how did finnegan Kirk would not hit or kick him when he hug him it’s as if someone told him that Kirk was trained to be submissive to men?

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