Once upon a time, there was a man. And this man, he was once a boy, and when he was a boy, he and seventy two other children were experiments. They were genetically enhanced to be perfect in every way. Smarter, stronger, handsomer. Gods. Deities. But in their perfection, is this man's perfection, he saw how imperfect normal humans were. So this man led his crew, his family of seventy two gods, on a genocide campaign. Anyone who was not perfect, not flawless, as he was, was killed. There was a war, and in the end, this man and his crew were cryogenically frozen, and banished to the outmost reaches of space as war criminals. 300 hundred years later, he would be awakened by a war-hungry, power mad, star fleet admiral. Battles would be fought, and once again, this man, this artificial god, would lose. He lost to Captain Kirk and the crew of the U.S.S. Enterprise, and was nearly killed by one of its crew. Mr. Spock. He was not killed, however, but placed back to sleep. This man was named khan. But everyone has to wake up eventually. What happens when it's his time to wake up? Read on, find out.
I was born in space. On the U.S.S. Enterprise, near New Vulcan. They had stopped by there to resupply and refuel. It was their second year on their five year voyage to explore and discover. Oh, pardon me! Here I am telling you about my birth and you're here wondering who the heck I am! Introductions! My name is Kidana Amanda Uhara Spock. I know, it's a mouthful. I am the daughter of Lt. Uhura and First Officer Spock. Pleased to meet you…sort of. But I digress.
As I was saying, I spent my first three years of life on the Enterprise. But on our last year in deep space, we were caught in a confrontation between two warring species. Both of my parents were needed on the bridge. I was placed in the care of Uncle Bones. But he got distracted with all the hurt people coming in. I was so scared. I was only three! It took them five hours to find me in the aftermath. Uncle Scottie was the one who found me. After that, my parents decided that it was not safe for me to be raised aboard the Enterprise. When we returned to earth, we'd be staying. Except. The night before we docked. Mom came and tucked me in. but I didn't sleep. I couldn't. They were arguing. About leaving the Enterprise.
In the morning, a shuttle came to pick up those going down to the planet for various reasons. I held my mom's hand as we waited. My uncles, Bones, Scottie, Jim, Sulu, and Chekov, and my one aunt, all came to see us off. None of them were too happy with dad. When the shuttle arrived, mom began to lead me on. I broke from her grip. "Kidana!" she called. I ran through the people to my dad, clinging to his leg, crying. "Daddy! Come with us! Daddy! I don't want to leave you! Daddy! I love you daddy! Don't leave!" I cried. He didn't move. Mom came over and pried me off of him. "Kida, sweetie. Calm down. Daddy's an important man, they need him here. Sweetheart, come on. We'll see him soon. Come on sweetie." She soothed. I cried the whole way to earth. That was 20 years ago.