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Trapped in the body of a small girl, Spock finds himself in the mirror
universe and at the mercy of the Empire's all-powerful ruler, a person
he's already met in his own universe.
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Trapped in the mirror universe, Spock finds himself at the mercy of the
Empire's all-powerful ruler, a person he's already met in his own
universe.
STAR TREK: EMPEROR
by BobH
(c) 2014
Note: This is a sequel to, and contains spoilers for, 'Prisoners'.
All characters herein are the property of Paramount Pictures
- 1 -
The woman sitting across the table from Spock was stern-looking, middle
aged, and dressed all in black, her hair drawn back in a severe bun.
This was Colonel Tambor of Starfleet Intelligence.
"We are interviewing you and the other Enterprise survivors
individually," she explained, her accent English.
Spock listened, but he was distracted. He never got distracted, yet he
could not get the faces of Sulu, Chekov, and Nurse
Chapel...Christine...out of his mind. Dead now, all of them dead.
"Because you were exposed to an omega-level cosmic entity, we have to
examine you down to the finest level to make sure that physically and
mentally you are who and what you appear to be. Do you understand?"
"Affirmative," said Spock.
"This procedure is necessarily very intrusive. I will be asking you
questions that probe your most personal memories and the deepest secrets
of Starfleet that you are privy to. Do you consent to this procedure?"
"Affirmative."
"Good, then we'll begin."
Colonel Tambor had not exaggerated. The procedure had been *very*
intrusive, and the questions and cross-examination remorseless. When it
was over, guards escorted him to the room he had been assigned on the
starbase. Exhausted, he nevertheless stripped off and climbed into the
tiny shower booth, letting the scalding water play across the hard
planes of his lanky body but barely feeling it. The extreme tiredness he
was experiencing was more mental than physical and something even his
Vulcan strength could not hold at bay. Towelling off, he laid down on
the cot. No sooner had his head touched the pillow than he was
asleep....
...and then he was waking up in a brightly lit room, feeling very
peculiar. There was a woman staring down at him, a woman he recognised.
"Kara," he said, frowning at the sound of his voice. Why was it so high?
"Lie still a moment while I check you over," she said, studying the
tricorder she was holding, "I want to make sure there were no problems
with the download.
Download? What was she talking about? For that matter, why was she here?
Spock had first encountered Kara when she kidnapped him from the bridge
of the Enterprise. She had then surgically removed his brain and taken
it back to Sigma Draconis VI, her home planet, to run the systems for
the subterranean city where she and her people lived.
"OK, you can get up now."
Spock raised himself to the sitting position, and gazed down at his
body. He did not recognize it.
"Fascinating," he said as he took in his small legs and arms, the white
ankle socks, pink Mary Janes and pink dress he was wearing, "I appear to
be a small, female child."
"Yes, you are," said Kara, lifting him off the table where he had been
lying and placing him on the floor. She was a tall woman and he barely
reached her waist. She took his hand and led him over to a wall mirror.
"Time you got your first look at your new self," she said.
The mirror showed Spock a human child, around four years old. Her fine,
blonde hair had been parted in the middle and braided into two long
pigtails, each tied off with a pink bow. She had large blue eyes, a tiny
nose, and a dusting of freckles across her cheeks. Spock looked around
the room, taking in its details.
"This does not appear to be Starbase 12," he said, noticing that he now
spoke with a slight lisp, "and this is obviously not my body. That would
suggest I am still on Sigma Draconis VI."
"No, you are not still on Sigma Draconis VI, or even still in your own
universe. This is the Earth of what you call the 'mirror universe', and
you are not who or what you think you are."
"Explain."
"You are not Commander Spock of the USS Enterprise but a copy of his
mind, his soul, that we let believe was the real thing. We placed you in
holographic simulations of various situations up to and including the
destruction of the Enterprise in order to trick you into revealing all
the Federation secrets you knew, which you did. When that was done you
were of no further use to us and would have been deleted, but I
petitioned to be allowed to keep you, and to download you into the
android body you now inhabit."
"Why?"
She took his hand again.
"Come with me and I'll tell you everything," she said, leading him out
of the room.
They had only walked a few yards when a door opposite opened and someone
else joined them, a tall, bearded Vulcan whom Spock immediately
recognised.
It was his brother.
"I see you've been summoned to the presence, too," Sybok said to Kara.
Then he noticed Spock.
"So you actually did it!" he said.
"The Emperor himself gave me his approval. He's eager to see the
result."
Spock said nothing to this and neither did Sybok, who fell in beside
them and studiously avoided making eye contact with him. A few minutes
later they arrived at their destination. Outside the room were two armed
guards who scanned them for weapons before letting them enter.
"You're not wearing your wristband," said Spock, noticing the absence of
the amazing device Kara had used to render the entire crew of the
Enterprise unconscious.
"It's not allowed within the confines of the imperial palace," explained
Kara, as she led them over to the bleachers that had been set up on one
side of the room, a large hall the size of a traditional school
gymnasium. Most of the places in the bleachers were occupied by what
appeared to be Empire military officers, but seats had been reserved for
the trio at the front.
"We're in the imperial palace. Interesting," said Spock as they took
their seats. A door opened at one end of the room and four men were led
in. They were grim-faced and nervous, looking around the room fearfully.
Almost simultaneously, the door at the opposite end also opened and a
tall, imposing figure strode in. He was broad-shouldered, and brown-
skinned, his black hair pulled into a neat little ponytail. He radiated
power and confidence. Stripped to the waist, his impressive physique was
displayed for all to see.
"Khan," whispered Spock. Clearly this was the counterpart of the Khan
Noonien Singh he had encountered in his own universe, but what was he in
this one?
"Gentlemen," said Khan, smiling, "you have all been found guilty of
crimes against the Empire and sentenced to death. I am here to carry out
that sentence. However, if any of you can defeat me he will walk away
from here today a free man. Who wants to be the first to take me up on
this offer?"
Saying nothing the four men spread out around Khan. Clearly, they had
decided beforehand that their best hope lay in working together.
"Teamwork, good," said Khan, nodding approvingly. "I appreciate a
challenge."
He had been turning as they moved into position, keeping an eye on all
of them, now he stopped and fixed his gaze on one man, apparently chosen
at random. Khan ran at the man. As he did so the other three converged
on him. Khan's speed was incredible. The first man had no time to react
before Khan reached him, brutally twisting his head around and breaking
his neck with an audible snap then whipping around before he had even
started to fall. Khan dispatched a second the same way and was on the
third before he and the fourth realised the terrible mistake they had
made. By closing in on Khan they had merely put themselves within reach
and made themselves easier to kill. The fourth and final man turned to
flee but it was too late. Khan snapped his neck before he had taken two
steps.
From him entering the room to the final man falling was less than twenty
seconds. The military men watching leapt to their feet.
"KHAN! KHAN! KHAN! KHAN! KHAN!"
Khan stood there, a small smile dancing across his lips as he basked in
their approbation, the chant filling the room.
"Televised all across the Empire," said Sybok to his companions, "thus
does the Emperor boost his approval ratings."
- 2 -
Emperor Khan the First, supreme ruler of the Terran Empire, regarded the
people standing before him with amusement. The tall Vulcan, the
beautiful dark-haired woman, the small child, and the twitching,
defeated Federation officer who had made the mistake of resisting when
Vulcan interrogators forcibly mind-melded with him and dredged his
memories for military secrets. They made an eclectic group, but also a
fine audience. His amusement was because he knew something they didn't,
and because not all of them would survive their audience with him. They
looked nervous, but then why wouldn't they? Khan was the person whose
will guided the Empire, shaping the lives of his billions of subjects.
His word was law. If he wanted them dead all it would take was a snap of
his fingers. Fortunately for them, he didn't want them dead.
Well, not *all* of them.
They were in the throne room of the imperial palace, which was set in
the hills above San Francisco and overlooked the Empire's huge spread of
government and Starfleet HQ buildings. A long aisle lined with imperial
guards led from the doors of the throne room up to the throne itself,
and above the throne a holographic star map showed the vast regions of
the alpha quadrant the Empire already controlled. It was updated in real
time, a star turning Empire red even as they watched.
"So you're a copy of the Spock of the other universe?" said Khan,
regarding Spock with amusement.
"So I have been informed."
"What?" said the Federation officer, staring at him in astonishment.
"Not knowing we'd soon have you as a prisoner, Admiral Cartwright, we
used subterfuge to make a copy of the mind and soul of my brother's
counterpart," said Sybok, "which we then tricked into telling us all he
knew about the Federation's military capabilities."
"But, why's he a young female now?"
"Because I wanted a child," said Kara, putting a protective arm around
the girl's shoulders, "and I was allowed to create an android body for
her so that she'll always be my little girl. An android daughter for an
android mother."
Cartwright raised his eyebrows at this, clearly not suspecting either
was anything other than human until this revelation.
"Tell me, Miss Spock," said Khan, "now that you know you're not the real
Spock, are you still loyal to the Federation?"
"I...do not know," Spock replied. "Logically, if I am not the original
Spock then I am not bound by any oaths of loyalty he may have taken
because I am not he. Yet I have all his memories, so in another sense he
and I are one and the same."
"I see. Not surprisingly, I'm fascinated by the encounter between the
crew of the Enterprise and my counterpart in your universe. Would it go
against any oaths your progenitor has sworn to describe that encounter
in your own words?"
"I do not believe so, no. On stardate 3141.9, the USS Enterprise
discovered a derelict freighter of very old design drifting in space.
Its hull markings identified it as the SS Botany Bay, a ship launched
from Earth in the 1990s, during that world's Eugenics Wars. A landing
party consisting of Captain James T. Kirk, Dr Leonard McCoy, Chief
Engineer Montgomery Scott, and historian Lt Marla McGivers, beamed over
to the freighter. Lt McGivers was chosen because she specialized in late
twentieth-century Earth history and culture. The landing party found a
cargo of eighty four humans, seventy two of whom were still alive in
suspended animation."
"There were seventy-seven still alive on my vessel when we were found,"
mused Khan. "Interesting. Continue, please."
"Lt McGivers identified the stasis tube that contained the body of the
group's leader, whose identity we did not know at that point. Its male
occupant began to revive, but as he did so his stasis cell started to
fail. He was then transported back to the Enterprise for a medical
examination. Captain Kirk ordered the Botany Bay be taken in tow by a
tractor beam, and the Enterprise set course for the nearest Starbase. In
sickbay, the group's leader awoke and attacked Dr McCoy, placing a
scalpel to his throat and demanding to know where he was. Dr McCoy
responded by describing the optimal way to kill him if that was his
intention. Impressed by the Doctor's illogical bravado, the man put the
scalpel down and introduced himself as 'Khan'."
"So that was when you finally knew who it was you had found."
"Not immediately. I ran the name through our computer's database and
only then discovered our guest was Khan Noonien Singh, that he and his
people were products of twentieth-century genetic engineering designed
to be perfect humans."
"And we were, we are."
"You and the other genetic superhumans became warlords and conquered
more than one third of the Earth, sparking a global conflict. At the end
of the Eugenics Wars, between eighty and ninety superhumans were
unaccounted for; you were regarded as the most dangerous of the missing
individuals."
Khan inclined his head, accepting this assessment but saying nothing.
"Our Khan was given quarters. As a precaution, his door was locked and
an armed guard posted outside. Lt McGivers was assigned to brief him on
current events. Regretably, she was physically attracted to Khan. He
took advantage of this, revealing he intended to rule mankind again and
convincing her to help him take over the Enterprise. She beamed Khan to
the Botany Bay, where he revived the rest of his supermen. On returning
to the Enterprise, they quickly assumed control of the ship. Khan placed
the Captain in a decompression tank, threatening to slowly suffocate him
unless the command staff agreed to follow Khan's orders. At this point,
Lt McGivers came to her senses and freed the Captain from the chamber.
He and I then released anesthetic gas throughout the entire ship to
disable Khan and his supermen. Khan escaped the gas and headed to
Engineering, where he attempted to destroy the Enterprise. The Captain
confronted him and a brawl ensued. Though no match for Khan's superhuman
strength, the Captain was able to render him unconscious using a tool as
a club."
Khan and the other superhumans were rounded up, and the Captain held a
hearing to determine their fate. As a result, it was decided Khan and
his followers were to be exiled to Ceti Alpha V, a world the Captain
believed would be a perfect place for Khan to start his kingdom over
again. Khan accepted this. Facing a court-martial, Lt. McGivers was
allowed to go into exile with Khan instead."
"Not everyone in your universe has a counterpart in ours, alas," said
Khan. "A pity. I should like to have met this Marla McGivers."
Spock frowned. If Khan had searched for the counterpart of Marla
McGivers it meant he must have been familiar with the story already, but
how? Khan saw the frown and knew what it must mean. He smiled.
"Very good, Miss Spock, very good indeed. I wanted to hear the story of
your meeting with my counterpart in your own words but, as you deduced,
it was a story I already knew. As for how...."
He tapped one of the buttons on the console in the armrest of his
throne, and the holographic image floating overhead was replaced by
another.
"It's the USS Defiant," said Cartwright, jaw agape, "but how...? That
ship was lost months ago in Tholian space."
"Months ago for you," said Khan, stroking his chin thoughtfully, "yet it
arrived in this universe a hundred years ago. It has had a profound
effect on the history of the Empire ever since. Without it, I would not
be Emperor. A woman named Hoshi Sato first used it to make herself
Empress. When she was deposed, the various factions of the time fought
among themselves for years, none of them strong enough alone to sieze
the throne and have their leader declared Emperor. Eventually a truce
was declared and hostilities suspended, but they still could not choose
a leader acceptable to all. What they needed was someone who would not
favor one faction over another, yet someone they knew had the ability to
lead. The Defiant had copies of the mission logs of all the ships in the
Federation. In those for the USS Enterprise they discovered that the
ship the Botany Bay had been found in your universe with myself and my
companions in deep cryosleep. They knew of me, of course - Khan Noonien
Singh is a legend in both universes - and they realised that here was
the perfect leader for them to rally behind. At the time we departed for
the stars the histories of our two universes had not yet diverged, so
knowing when the Botany Bay had left Earth and where and when the
Enterprise had found her, it was a simple matter to calculate where our
ship would be and to seek it out. And so a century before my counterpart
was woken in your universe, I was woken in this one. When I was offered
the leadership of the Empire, how could I refuse?"
"But you haven't aged," said Cartwright, "how can that be?"
"Superior genetics. Before fleeing Earth, we had devised a means to
extend our lifespans indefinitely, a process that would work on us but
not on ordinary humans. Unfortunately, we were forced to flee before we
could perfect the process, something we were able to rectify as soon as
we had the resources of the Empire at our disposal. Each of my
companions is as potentially immortal as me, and every one of them is
now a governor, ruling one of the Empire's major worlds on my behalf."
"And when you were revived they told you about the Defiant, and the Khan
of our universe."
"I was fascinated by my counterpart's encounter with the Enterprise and
its captain, James T. Kirk. Here was a worthy adversary, someone who had
bested me in that other universe. Such men are rare and need to be
cultivated. When the James T.Kirk of this universe was born I had his
parents killed. He was then placed in a military orphanage. Denied
softness of any sort, his life was made deliberately hard. He was
trained, indoctrinated to be fanatically loyal to me, and totally
commited to the Empire. I moulded him into the monster I needed him to
be. And he was magnificent. There was no order I could give him that he
would not execute with brutal efficiency, no act too cruel to be carried
out, no command he would baulk at."
"Where is he now?"
"Dead," sighed Khan, "killed by the Spock of our universe when he wanted
to take command of the ISS Enterprise."
"That's right! I remember reading the report from our Jim Kirk about how
officers advanced in rank on your starships by assassinating those above
them. Not a very efficient system if it results in losing men like your
Kirk."
"On the contrary," said Khan, "it's the most efficient method there is
of weeding out those who are weak, which is why I initiated it. It
ensures that the superior man will always triumph, his natural abilities
unrestrained by internal politics or degenerate ethical considerations.
Zefram Cochrane did not hesitate to kill the Vulcans and sieze their
ship on the day of first contact, nor did Hoshi Sato hesitate to kill
Jonathan Archer in order to sieze the Defiant. When I first read of
their deeds, I knew that here was the model which the Empire's Starfleet
should adopt. The death of James T. Kirk was regretable, but him falling
to Spock proved that Spock was the superior man."
"I disagree," said Cartwright, defiantly. "That lack of respect for life
is why you'll never defeat the Federation."
"An interesting but unconvincing point of view, Admiral," said Khan who,
as he had been speaking had also been circling the quartet. Now,
standing behind Cartwright, he made a gesture and the holographic image
above the throne changed again.
"Differing philosophies aren't why we'll defeat you," he said, "*this*
is."
"Oh no, dear God no!" said Cartwright, a look of horror on his face.
And that was when Khan broke his neck.
"We had already extracted all the intelligence we could from him," said
Khan, turning to face the others as guards moved in to remove the body,
"so no further purpose was served by keeping him alive."
The two androids displayed no reaction to what had just happened, but
Sybok looked nervous. As well he might.
"Betrayal is a terrible thing in those you had believed loyal to you,"
said Khan, staring at him, "so to find that one of those you trusted
most is part of a conspiracy working against you cuts deep."
"My Emperor, I...."
"Don't deny it!" said Khan, cutting him off. "I know you're a Vulcan
separatist and were planning to alert the Federation to how the Empire
is infiltrating them. What I don't know is the names of your co-
conspirators, but I will soon. Guards, take him into custody!"
Two guards moved in, phasers in hand, to take Sybok away. He stood
there, head bowed, until they were within reach. Then, with a turn of
speed to match Khan's, he grabbed the phaser from one, knocked them both
flat, and levelled it at Khan.
He never got to pull the trigger.
Before Khan could react, a phaser beam erupted from Sybok's forehead and
he crumpled to the floor, dead. Behind him, holding the phaser she had
taken from the second guard and fired with a speed even greater than
Sybok's, stood Kara.
"You saved my life!" said Khan.
"You are my Emperor," she calmly replied.
- 3 -
Kara and Spock made their way along the palace corridors back to their
quarters in silence. Kara held Spock's hand and to any of the many
people who passed them they appeared to be nothing more than a mother
and child. In this case appearances were deceiving, of course, but so
was their apparent silence. In a place no one else could reach, they
were conversing.
"'Contact telepathy'," said Spock, "on a wavelength unavailable to flesh
and blood telepaths such as Vulcans."
"Correct," said Kara. "As long as we remain in physical contact that
mental channel will be open between us. Every room in the palace is
bugged, so this is the only way to communicate without someone
eavesdropping. On the way to see the Emperor, I was only able to use it
to ask you to go along with me until I could answer your questions. Now
I can."
"Sybok," said Spock. "Explain."
"Your brother was the Vulcan separatist Khan accused him of being. In
this universe, Vulcan was the first world to be forcibly incorporated
into the Empire. Most Vulcans accepted this in time; Sybok never did. He
pretended loyalty to Khan and eventually rose to the position of Science
Minister, all the while seeking ways to undermine the Empire and free
his people. He found allies on other subjugated worlds, but not until
Khan decided to move against your Federation did an opportunity to do
more present itself. When enough Empire agents had been infiltrated into
the Federation for the size of the threat to be obvious, but not so many
as to cause serious damage, Sybok was going to reveal all to the them.
As the minister in charge of the infiltration he was in the perfect
position to accomplish this. Unfortunately, that option is no longer
open to us."
"Then why kill him?"
"Because there was no way of getting him to safety. You saw how many
guards line the aisle leading up to the throne. More than enough to
overwhelm any attempt to fight our way out of there. Capture was
inevitable, as was Vulcan interrogators dragging the names of his co-
conspirators out of his brain. What happened was one of many scenarios
we had discussed. Sybok knew he was finished. He took that phaser
expecting me to do what I did. By burning a hole through his brain I
both made it impossible for the names of his co-conspirators to be
discovered and convinced the Emperor of my own loyalty. Had Sybok killed
Khan before I killed him, the Empire would have continued as before but
we would have had a new Emperor. Better the devil you know, particularly
when that devil is grateful to you for saving his life. That gratitude
and his belief in my loyalty were vital if we were going to keep you
safe. More than anything, Sybok sacrificed himself to ensure that we
did."
"I am not his real brother, or even that brother's real counterpart, so
why was my safety important to him? And why was this particular body
chosen for me?"
"To answer your second question first, you were given that body in order
to appear as unthreatening as possible. Among humans, a small female
child is the image they conjure when they wish to picture innocence and
vulnerability. I established my intention to give you this body,
claiming maternal desires I don't actually possess, by mentioning it in
a converation that would have been recorded by those eavesdropping on
me. There's also the fact that your progenitor is one of those who
defeated Khan's counterpart. I knew that it would amuse him and confirm
his view of himself as the ultimate 'superior man' to have you 'reduced'
to such a state. I was appealing to his vanity, something he has in
abundance. Which didn't mean that I could give that body any
enhancements, of course. Khan's no fool. Before he would allow it
anywhere near him, your body was scanned to ensure it contained no bombs
or other assassination tools and that your physical strength was no
greater than that of the child you appear to be."
"I understand and concur with your reasoning. Given the situation, this
body was indeed the logical choice."
"As for your first question, know that you were created for a reason,
and the reason wasn't so that we could capture a Starfleet officer
without anyone knowing. That was how we sold the idea to Khan, and why
we had to follow through by tricking you into giving up the Federation
secrets you did, which was regretable but necessary. There's an
intricate game of chess being played here. When the time is right you'll
see what an important piece in that game you are."
"Sybok was betrayed to Khan. Do you have any suspects?"
"No, I don't, which is disturbing. I can't believe any of those working
with us are responsible, which suggests a new player we know nothing
about. And *that* worries me more than anything."
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Epilogue:
Sitting back on his throne, Khan stared into the middle distance and
rubbed his chin thoughtfully. It was a shame Sybok was killed before he
could talk, but in the end it probably wouldn't matter much. He was
almost certainly the conspirators' most highly placed member. With him
gone they had to have been weakened, whoever they were. For now he was
more concerned with the Klingons. The time had finally come to move
against them, so the Federation could wait. His plans for that other
universe were measured not in months or even in years, but in decades.
It would take time to infiltrate enough Empire agents into the
Federation, time for them to rise to positions of power, but when they
had the Federation would be finished. By then it would be a hollowed-out
shell ripe for conquest and would fall to them within days of the Empire
invading.
He almost felt sorry for the Federation. They didn't know it yet but
they were already doomed.
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The End
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Notes:
Chronological order of stories to date (not the order in which I wrote
them, but how they fit together):
1. The Final Fate of Janice Lester 2. Mirror Universe Turnabout 3.
Interlude on Aragon IV 4. Infiltration 5. Prisoners 6. Plague 7. Emperor
8. The Second Life of Janice Lester 9. Family
Acknowledgment: The description of the Enterprise crew's first encounter
with Khan was largely cribbed from the Wikipedia entry on the Star Trek
episode 'Space Seed'.
For how this story fits into the chronology of my other tales, see my
profile page.
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