Vengeance (John Harrison/KhanXReader): Ch. 1

Stardate: 2259.55

The USS Enterprise unexpectedly had come to a standstill at the edge of Klingon space as they captured the fugitive John Harrison. Time passed as they tried their best to regain control of the ship and to find out John Harrison’s true identity, Khan, and what the torpedoes really were. There were many questions left to ask of the augmented human, but before the interrogation finished, the Enterprise jerked sideways from an attack. Kirk, Spock, and the crew members in the brig fell to the ground; Khan merely took a few steps to the side before regaining his balance.

"Kirk to bridge, what the hell is going on?!" the Captain grunted as him and Spock got back up on their feet.

"Sir, we're being attacked by a Klingon vessel," Zulu said through the ship's intercom.

"Klingons?!" Kirk was somewhat in shock.

"Actually, we've detected it's a single Klingon scout vessel: Raptor-class with one person on board."

"Just one?!" Kirk became more in shock.

"It's highly illogical for one to attack single handedly by himself without a crew," Spock spoke.

As the rest of the crew got back into their chairs, Kirk pointed at them, "Watch Khan. Make sure he doesn't do anything funny." And with that the Captain and second-in-command ran out of the brig through the automatic doors heading towards the bridge.

The hallways was utter chaos. Red lights flashing everywhere, sirens screeching down the narrow corridors, and the crew at a frantic; all because of one Klingon Raptor ship. It didn't take long until Kirk and Spock finally reached the bridge.

"Captain on the bridge!"

Kirk ran over to his chair and saw on screen the Raptor-class vessel shooting at the Enterprise, dealing major damage to the Constitution-class ship.

"How is it doing this?" Kirk at disbelief.

"Shields at 64 percent, Captain," Zulu announced.

"Alright, shoot down the son of a bitch," Kirk commanded.

"Aye, Sir."

The Enterprise took aim and fired at the small ship. It didn't take long until it took a severe hit. But instead of continuing to shoot as a Klingon would as they have too much pride to give up, it took aim at the bottom on the Enterprise and flew at top speed towards it.

"What's it doing?!" Kirk trying to figure out what it's motive is.

"It seems it's trying to launch itself at our ship," Spock figured.

"A kamikaze," Zulu gasped. "Such tactic hasn't been used in centuries!"

"Is he crazy?!" Kirk shouted.

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The Klingon ship hit directly where it wanted and went through the Engineering section of the ship. The crew in red came out from their hiding spots when they took cover from the hit. They all cautiously went towards the vessel as it sat there nearly destroyed. Certainly even a Klingon couldn't survived that. But then, the window of the cockpit opened up, and a figure leaped out from the ship and attacked everyone by force. Some fled, others fought diligently but lost by this person's swift movements and technique.

"Stop right there!" a heavy Russian accent spoke.  

The cloaked figure paused and turned to see the red shirt Chekov pointed a phaser straight at the person. He held it in his hands with much uncertainty and fear.

"You won't shoot me. You can't. You don't have the capabilities to," a female voice spoke through. The young Russian widened his eyes. The figure slowly moved her hood off her head and pulled down her scarf showing her cold (e/c) eyes, (h/l) (h/c) hair, and feminine face framing a serious and dark emotion. "I overheard you have torpedoes. Where are they?"

Chekov stood there in silence with his shaking hand pointing the phaser at the person.

"Mister Chekov," Kirk breaking the silence through the intercom. "What's going on down there? Is the Klingon aboard? Is he still alive?"

"A-Aye, Captain. The person...seems to be human. But, Captain...the 'he'...is really a 'she.'" There was no answer back from the bridge. "She's asking about the torpedoes, Captain."

After a long pause, "I'm on my way."