#on three

[invega-sustenna]

[theraichu]

Summary:

When Luz and Amity decide to have a witches duel rematch, it stirs some difficult feelings within Amity about who she used to be.

Tags, Warnings, and Rating are under the 'Keep Reading'.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Owl House (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Amity Blight/Luz Noceda Characters: Amity Blight, Luz Noceda Additional Tags: Witches Duels, Angst, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, The Owl House Season 2, Post-Episode: s02e14 Reaching Out (The Owl House), The Good Witch Azura Series (The Owl House), Established Amity Blight/Luz Noceda, Amity Blight Needs a Hug, Good Significant Other Luz Noceda, Happy Ending, One Shot

@juneofdoom

[aceship-sconesterprise]

June of Doom 2025 Day 13; @juneofdoom

13. “On three.”                                      

| Sprain | Amputation | Electrocution |

A/N: Prequel to Day 30 of Whumptober 2021

~

Down in the engine room, all hell was breaking loose. All the engineers were working as fast and as well as they could to keep the ship stable.

The attack by the unknown enemy ship had hit them unexpectedly. Just at a time when the engine room was short-handed. No one had seen the ship coming. It had appeared out of nowhere in front of the Enterprise and attacked it without warning.

No one knew what the enemy wanted. No one knew why they were doing what they were doing.

But all members of the crew had immediately taken up their positions when the red alarm had gone off.

All of them. Except for one.

The captain hadn't stayed on the bridge for long, but had decided to help in engineering. He was good at technical matters, so why waste his skills trying to negotiate with an enemy who obviously knew no mercy anyway. Jim preferred to let Spock take the lead and lend a hand with the repairs himself.

And his chief engineer was happy for any help he could get. Too many of his ensigns had already been injured and taken to sickbay. It was a nightmare.

"Jim! Jim, I need to get to that machine back there, but the way is blocked! Ye've gotta help me!" Scott shouted over the loud alarm and Kirk gave him a thumbs up, quickly finishing what he was working on and then rushing over to the Scotsman.

A large piece of debris was lying right in front of the machine Scotty was trying to reach. He had already tried to move it on his own, but he just wasn't strong enough.

"On three," the engineer ordered as Jim grabbed the other side of the piece and nodded to him.

"Ready."

"One, two, three!"

Both men puffed heavily with exertion as they lifted the metal and then pulled it aside enough for Scotty to reach the machine behind it.

"Thanks, lad," Scott gasped when they were done and he could finally look at the damage done. Jim stood next to him.

"How can I help?"

The Scottish chief engineer grimaced thoughtfully before shaking his head.

"Not at all, mate. I have to ... get behind the propeller here. The cables over there ..."

Even as he spoke, Scotty was already starting to work. Jim eyed his actions suspiciously. The blades of the propeller looked pretty sharp, even though they were obviously out of order.

"Are you sure this is safe?"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to our silver lady," Scott murmured, his eyes fixed on the cables.

"I'm less worried about her than I am about you, Scotty," Jim said and the engineer was about to say something in reply when it happened.

The Enterprise was hit hard and the whole ship was shaken. Everything moved – including the propeller in the engine.

Scott didn't make a sound. Not even the faintest whimper left his mouth as one of the blades severed his arm from the rest of his torso and the limb fell down the shaft behind the propeller.

Copious amounts of blood began to shoot from the stump, staining the propeller, Scott's shirt and face, and Kirk's as well.

The captain stared in disbelief at the spot where Scotty's arm had been before. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. A feeling of nausea overcame him.

Scotty slowly turned his head and looked at him. He blinked in confusion. His face was pale; he was in shock.

"I ... I think Dr. McCoy should take a look at this," he said before he suddenly collapsed. Jim caught him and before he could fully comprehend what had just happened, he had already scooped the Scotsman up in his arms and was running through the engine room.

"Get out of the way! We have to get to sickbay!"

As quickly as he could, the captain took his friend to the completely overcrowded sickbay. He did his best to ignore the pool of blood they left on the floor. He didn't want to admit to himself what was happening.

~

As he left sickbay, hot tears running down his cheeks, Kirk was filled with rage and grief and hatred.

Bones' look had made him realize the truth. Jim had spoken to Scotty for the last time, because the engineer would not survive the severe injury.

However, the captain would make sure of one thing. Scotty's death would be avenged. Those bastards would pay for this attack.

[sylvanfreckles]

Canon in M: Chapter Thirteen

for @juneofdoom

Day Thirteen: "On three."

A medical emergency leads to an important question and a heartbreaking revelation.

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