Jim shatters the glass in the corridor with one well-placed shot, and pumps several rounds into the jumpship. The emergency vehicle shrugs off every shot, and Harrison doesn't even seem to notice. A mere fly to a predator on the hunt, easily ignored in favor of more tantalizing prey.
There's noise in his ears, but he can't listen, can't focus on anything other than stopping this maniac before he kills every single person in the building. He tears open the emergency unit in the wall, tying the fire hose around the phaser rifle and chucking it into the jumpship's engine. The engine whines as it sucks in the hose, and pulls in the entire unit, ramming it wholesale right through the air intake. A huge cough of black smoke immediately explodes from the jumpship, and it begins falling from the sky, a white swirl of energy signaling Harrison's escape.
Jim watches until the man is gone, the vehicle still plummeting for the plaza below, before he turns back towards the conference room. Bodies are everywhere, some still groaning or writhing in pain, others still and silent. Behind a pillar, half-shielded from the origin of the attack, Spock kneels over a bloodied body in an admiral's uniform.
Jim comes back to himself as abruptly as he left, the adrenaline and grief as sharp as they were the day it happened.
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Jim shatters the glass in the corridor with one well-placed shot, and pumps several rounds into the jumpship. The emergency vehicle shrugs off every shot, and Harrison doesn't even seem to notice. A mere fly to a predator on the hunt, easily ignored in favor of more tantalizing prey.
There's noise in his ears, but he can't listen, can't focus on anything other than stopping this maniac before he kills every single person in the building. He tears open the emergency unit in the wall, tying the fire hose around the phaser rifle and chucking it into the jumpship's engine. The engine whines as it sucks in the hose, and pulls in the entire unit, ramming it wholesale right through the air intake. A huge cough of black smoke immediately explodes from the jumpship, and it begins falling from the sky, a white swirl of energy signaling Harrison's escape.
Jim watches until the man is gone, the vehicle still plummeting for the plaza below, before he turns back towards the conference room. Bodies are everywhere, some still groaning or writhing in pain, others still and silent. Behind a pillar, half-shielded from the origin of the attack, Spock kneels over a bloodied body in an admiral's uniform.
Jim comes back to himself as abruptly as he left, the adrenaline and grief as sharp as they were the day it happened.