Yes, I'm a Fan Fiction Writer. xD Keely likes Star Trek, so she gets stories about her being in it.
“‘No emotion!’, they say, ‘COMPLETE LOGIC!’”, spat Khan. I held my head high, trying to keep as expressionless as possible. Warren stood next to me, the solid rock of nothingness he had learned to display so flawlessly masking his face. Of all the dogs who could have been standing next to me then, I was glad it was him. But I wasn’t blind to what it meant either. Warren and I were captives of the cruelest, most mentally sick enemy to the Federation in the known universe. And believe me, I wouldn’t be surprised if the unknown universe was outmatched by him as well. Even if our friends miraculously managed to find us, it was almost pointless to try and rescue us. Khan would lie if they tried to bargain, and kill us if they tried to steal us away. He had transmissions monitored, and would know if they tried to beam us out. We were trapped. But even so… Warren made it that much more bearable.
Khan continued to rant madly, “LIARS! You have emotion! You have it! And NOW I will prove that the two most respected officers of their race are nothing more than weakling PUPS!” I thought about reminding him that I was only one-fourth Vulcan, but I decided that would be illogical.
He thrust his ugly, drooping snout in front of Warren, daring him to say anything. Warren’s not going to say anyth-. My thought was cut short as Warren replied evenly, “Perhaps I may remind you Captain Khan, that Vulcans are incapable of lying.” My eyes widened. Khan’s did too. He howled and turned to me. I knew because I was much smaller and easier to bend he would probably pick on me first. Standard bullying tactic. He was trying to prove a point to a bunch of stupid, witless mutts that followed him, and they couldn't tell the difference between me and Warren. I was right.
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EDIT: When was this moved to Intermediate? xD I'm honored!





