To The End

K/S Spring Fever 2025

Spock is attacked and mortally wounded.

Fandom(s): Star Trek TOS
Character(s): James T Kirk, Spock
Tags: Spirk, Death, That One Scene In Lord of the Rings

Rating: Teen+
Content Warnings: Major Character Death
Word Count: 438
Type: Oneshot, Standalone

Collection: K/S Spring Fever 2025

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Written for K/S Spring Fever 2025 for gunstreet

"Spock!" Jim yelled, racing through the thick jungle towards the sound of Spock's pained shout. Jim cursed himself for allowing them to split up. By the sounds of the struggle in the underbrush, and the growls and snarls that accompanied it, this planet was evidently more hostile than they had thought.

As Jim barrelled through the forest, he broke branches and crushed ferns, making all sorts of noise as he went. As he neared the sound of the struggle, he heard the growling stop, and heard the sounds of something retreating into the forest post haste.

Jim stopped and listened. "Spock! Where are you?" He shouted, hoping that the creature— whatever it was —hadn't carried Spock off with it.

"Jim," Spock's voice called out weakly. He was nearby. Jim walked quickly in that direction until he found an area of recently flattened ferns and bushes, with Spock laying supine in the centre.

"Spock," Jim said, his heart dropping as he rushed to kneel by Spock's side.

Spock was covered in sticky green blood, and several long shoots sprouted from his chest. They reminded Jim of porcupine quills. These would have had to have come from a very, very large porcupine, though.

Jim pulled out his communicator, knowing that the Enterprise would be out of contact in its orbital position on the other side of the planet, but trying anyway. "Kirk to Enterprise, medical emergency, two to beam up."

As predicted, there was no response. Jim held Spock's bloodied hand. "It's okay, Spock," he said. "They'll be back in range in fifteen minutes. You just have to gold on until then."

But Spock shook his head. "No, Jim," he said, between laboured breaths. "The quills... are poisoned... I can feel it in my blood stream. There isn't... time."

"Spock, no," Jim pleaded. "Don't talk like that."

"I cannot lie," Spock said, sounding almost apologetic as he did so. "Even if I were to survive until the Enterprise came into range, I would not survive the time it would take to develop an antidote."

Jim knew it was true. He just didn't want to believe it. He couldn't believe it.

"Spock," he said, his voice breaking. "Don't go."

"Jim..." Spock said. His breaths were getting weaker, more raspy. A trickle of blood dripped from his mouth. "I... I would have followed you to the end, my captain... my brother... my friend... my..."

His eyelids fluttered, and a choking sound came from him. Tears in his eyes, Jim leaned down and kissed Spock gently on the forehead. The life drained from Spock's body, and the life drained from Jim's very soul.

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