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All That's Best In Dark And Light: Part II
Ally breezed through the open door, beaming like she was made of starlight, with her two favorite suitors, dressed to the nines, one on each arm. She truly was the luckiest girl in any world or realm, the object of affection for both of these beautiful men! She'd arrived at the party without a date, and yet now was returning to it with two, the finest young escorts she could have once only dreamed of. The moment they'd taken her arms, an elbow length glove had appeared on each one, covering her pale skin, the first gleaming silver, the other glittering gold, and she smiled clandestinely to her herself. A favor from each of her heart's pursuers. They re-entered the party scene, this fair trio, so tall, so young, so vibrant, and though Ally knew her friends and colleagues from the paper would not be able to see her smirking dates, it meant enough that she, herself, could see them, that she knew they were there, wanting her, loving her. She was determined to be a charming date to both of
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The dim, long-winding corridor was completely deserted as I walked back alone from my shower, returning to my room, my mind still trying to make sense of the day's......... excitement? I hadn't known one person could feel just about every emotion on the scale known to man in so short a time. In the space of no more than three hours, Khan had given me the creeps, terrified me out of my mind, impressed me, inspired me, mesmerized me with his magnificent fighting skills, laughed with me, attracted me, complimented me, rubbed NOSES with me, and for however short a time let me cradle his head, showing him the forbidden affection that was extremely dangerous to us both. My head reeled. What's a girl supposed to think after ALL of that! I should've felt more insightful now, as to who Khan Noonien Singh really was after he'd shown me SO many new sides of himself today, but the truth was, I was more confused than ever. One minute he's hissing about spilling blood, and the absolute joys of murde
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I must have leapt nearly three feet in the air, at the sound of Khan's voice coming from behind me. BUSTED. "Nothing, just admiring the sophistication and advanced technology used to create the- the-" My voice was several octaves too high, much too fast, giggling to cover up my guilt, and I whirled around to face him, losing all manner of speech, as he flooded my vision, forgetting entirely what I was going to say.
"Thank you. I did design them myself." He grinned brilliantly, showing off those perfectly white teeth, and I stumbled, grabbing the side of the desk for support. Holy. Lord. I felt sure I was going to faint. I knew it. Khan wasn't real. He couldn't be. I decided then and there that he must be a beautiful delusion, part of a reoccurring dream that I kept having. Was I in a coma somewhere, in some Starship Med Bay, suffering from heat stroke, and this was ALL in my mind!?!? Oh GOD, if so, PLEASE don't wake me up!!! My mind pleaded, my heart pounding. Nobody could personify th
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I stood there, heart pounding, breath quickened, alone on the darkened bridge with Khan, his eyes closed, my head careening from all that he had said. He'd made it so easy for me to walk away, or so he thought, and I'm sure any other Starfleet Cadet wouldn't have had to think twice. But if I learned anything at Starfleet, it was that I was no ordinary cadet. The longer I waited, the more worried he became, scrunching up his nose with his next breath. For the first time, since I'd met him, Khan was afraid.
I walked towards him with slow, careful steps, and I could tell his mind was quick at work, trying to tell if these steps moved away from him or to him. What was I doing? Here was my perfect chance to get the coordinates, just by lifting a finger to the Navigation Screen. From there all I had to do was rush down to the hangar, take the beacon in my hands, and with quick fingers, declare my freedom. I took more steps forward. Yes, that was what I should have done, what I'd longed to do
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It had to be hours later when we returned to the seemingly endless hallway outside my bedroom door. Khan's manner was even more jovial as he held tight to both of my hands, both of us laughing and grinning, stumbling over each other's feet, drunk with such indescribable feeling, the kind that could only be inspired after so perfect a night. Khan had taken me to just about every inch of his beloved ship, tugging me along after him, darting from one place to the next, talking impossibly fast and excited, about the Vengeance's intricate infrastructure, the overall design, pointing out features to me, exulting in the ambiance he had created. He explained it all to me, the lighting, the layout, what each room was for, what each consul did, and he was so ensconced with it all, that I did in fact, feel myself seeing the ship in a much different way. Not so much the looming midnight monstrosity that had swallowed me whole, but rather a dark beauty, flawlessly advanced in design, passing unse
Prisoner of Vengeance Part 3, Fighting Kirk's War
The young captain's usually striking bright blue eyes, lacked their usual boyish charm, looking exhausted today, as Starfleet as a whole was reduced to complete and utter chaos. His regulation transmitter had been beeping angrily since five yesterday, and he couldn't remember a time when it sat calm and still, not accusing him of raging careless failure. Right now, he stood in the newly reconstructed Daystrom Institute, his transmitter buzzing on the edge of the table, nearly about to fall off, while the captains and first officers of every vessel in the fleet, all spoke at once, in panicked tones, asking him the thousands of questions that he'd already tried asking himself but still couldn't answer. How many dead? Had the hyper-gravity device been faulty? How could Khan possibly know of the takedown? What was his next move? How many more would die? What could Starfleet do in terms of defensive maneuvers? How did Khan appear to be on course to fly over the desert when he so obviously w
Prisoner of Vengeance Part 2, In Enemy Hands.
I stared out into space, quite literally, I thought with a slightly amused half smile, thousands upon thousands of diamond stars whirling by, as I peered out from the bridge of my speeding prison, the towering terror that was Kahn's Vengeance. Even with my back turned to him, I could feel those cool calculating jade eyes upon me, focusing intently. The chills racing down my spine were the unnecessary confirmation of that....... I could almost see him back there, leaning back leisurely in his Captain's chair, the bit of his sleek black hair that had hung so wildly in his eyes had been slicked back in its proper place, his long, muscular arms on the rests, his reaching, slender fingers tapping the space just above the controls repeatedly as he watched me, as if I was the only one there with him in the crowded bridge. Every so often he would answer a question, give an order, verify coordinates, yet still those eyes never left my turned back. I knew what he was doing. I knew he
STAR TREK, Prisoner of Vengeance
The overhead sun with its sweltering rage, beat down relentlessly upon me, as if fulfilling a personal vendetta. Beads of sweat rolled down the curve of my back, causing the black fabric of my tank top to stick and cling to it. I could almost feel my pale skin burning beneath the rays, and my long, brunette curls hung heavy and hot around my neck and shoulders. Wearily, I reached around the back of my head, pulling my hair to the side, the hazy, unforgiving sun zapping my strength, as I nearly collapsed onto the ground, letting the sleek black bag I had shouldered, fall beside me into the burning sand. Breathing laboriously, I rose up onto my knees over the bag, unzipping it with extreme care. As hot and miserable as it was, I could feel the tremors of excitement in my fingers as I eased the long and narrow bag the rest of the way open. I had a mission. A real, Starfleet Mission, from none other than Captain Kirk, himself!! A mission...... that could potentially save the world.
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My heart pounded violently, in a mad rush to escape my chest. Khan's dark velvet voice sounded far away as if commanding me from a great distance, and I struggled to make sense of any of it. I was baffled by these two words that simply couldn't belong together. I felt my breath quickening as I stared up at him from my place on the bench that had been moved to the middle of the Vengeance's hangar. I looked around at the six black mats that had also been placed there, two rows of three, and shook my head vehemently. He couldn't be serious.
"NO!!!! No, absolutely NOT!! I- I can't!!!"
My protest was pleading, yet stubborn and I crossed my arms over my chest to prove my resolve. What Khan was asking, was the impossible. I felt my mind instantly torn between the natural impulse to do exactly what he wanted of me, and the obvious conclusion that this was NOT something I could physically bring myself to do. The very reason, the very whim, that created the need in me to obey him, w
Original Character, Ally Summerhaze
My orignal character's name is Ally Summerhaze, and she's based very much on me She is a Gryffindor, very close to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and she is a prodigy in Transfiguration. She came to Hogwarts her third year where she made quick friends with The Boy Who Lived, and he's become like a brother to her. Harry despises that she's dating his arch enemy Draco Malfoy, and is convinced that the sneaky Slytherin is up to some nefarious plot to hurt her. Hogwarts has never seen a Slytherin and Gryffindor get along... much less fall in love.
Ally is about 5' 6 with spiraling chocolate curls, an angular chin, and sweet emerald eyes a touch lighter than Harry's. She's just as pale as her Slytherin Prince, known for her bubbly personality, love of books, and enchantment with Hogwarts most powerful and popular Slytherin.
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