4 Works by inkedinserendipity in Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies)
16 Aug 2016
Five years ago, Vulcan was destroyed.
Spock retreated for forty-three hours into the solace of his mental wards and created a haven - a safe place, a remembrance of his mother. His core. Everything that he is, what he held dear, he attached to her; to her and the home he had cherished for twenty-eight years.
He perfected this set of memories, the characteristics that make him who he is, shut the door behind him, and locked it.
The thing about meditation, though, is that it requires a solid core. And over the past five years, those things which Spock holds dear...well. His priorities have changed a tad. He's met a couple of people that are kind of important to him. But his core hasn't changed.
Small wounds do not require a complete core to heal; Vulcan physiology requires only the lightest of meditation to heal small things, like broken arms. But being stabbed in the side, punctured through the lung, the heart bent out of shape - that might require a bit of a deeper trance.
Too bad Spock can't sink into a trance like that.
And why would Spock, with his final breath, whisper to Jim a Vulcan word he does not even know?
04 Aug 2016
Spock of Vulcan is dead. As he does not belong to this world, this splintered universe created by his own mistakes, he chooses to let his katra roam throughout the universe, searching for his captain and his crew. With his final breath, he resigns himself to centuries - millenia, even - of scouring the afterlife.
It's not going to work. Not even souls can cross the barrier between universes. In fact, very few things can - wormholes, maybe. Ships going through said wormholes, probably.
31 Jul 2016
It's "Bring Your Kid to Work" day. Admittedly, Jim had forgotten that he'd even signed off on the holiday request, and it probably breaks about fifty Starfleet regulations, inviting kids aboard a starship. But somehow...he doesn't regret a thing.
Or: Sulu brings his kid aboard, and everyone melts.
29 Jul 2016
It's James T. Kirk's birthday. As per custom, he calls his mother. As per custom, she has several things to say about his appearance, his performance in Starfleet, and why on Earth he's even considering the post of Vice-Admiralty.
In which Jim must deal with a whole room of old-faced Admirals, an exasperated mother, and an emotionally troubled First Officer and Chief Medical Officer, all the evening after he's saved the world. Typical.