This is the beginning of a fill for the st_xi_kink_meme. The request was that Chekov was actually The Kid, and Reaper!Bones doesn't know he survived until they see each other on the Enterprise.

"Mutinous insurrection is punishable by death."

Reaper's hands were hot and wet with The Kid's blood, pressing down in a vain attempt to stop the bleeding. His inner medic told him he was as good as dead. The Kid had been shot. Sarge had shot him in the throat because he wouldn't kill innocent civilians.

His hand is shaking and he doesn't really see, doesn't hear past the rush of blood in his ears. That's why he doesn't see a vial of C24 clatter to the floor beside The Kid's head, or notice that it is distinctly less full than it had been in the lab, or that Sam had stuck a needle into The Kid's forearm.

"IT WAS HIS FIRST MISSION!"

"And it's not going to be my last!" Sarge snarls back. There is a black look in his eyes and Grimm can't bear to look at him. "I need soldiers!" he yells. "I don't need anybody else but soldiers!" Sam is on his feet before him, and Duke is watching everything with an air of frightful disbelief. He closes The Kid's eyes and stands, hands on his assault rifle.

He faces off with Sarge, both with fingers on the trigger, eyes never leaving each other's face. Everyone is too caught up in the standoff to notice that the hole in The Kid's throat is shrinking, healing bit by bit. Then Pinky points a gun at them before being draw away by The Baron, and everything goes to hell once more.

The first time Private Mark "The Kid" Dantalian comes back from the dead he is alone and in pain, surrounded by the dead. It's dark, and by the sound of it, the base is still in lockdown. He tries to breathe but it whistles through his throat, burbling out blood. His hand goes to the wound, not gaping like it was, but still sizable enough to hurt like a bitch and make it hard to breathe.

He gags and chokes as he rolls onto his stomach, wondering how in the hell can he still be alive. There isn't time for that, he reasons. Not with these monsters, not with Sarge. God, he hopes Reaper's still alive. And Duke. They're good people, even if Reaper can be a little gruff with him, he almost always deserves it.

He half-crawls to the elevator. The countdown tells him he has a quarter hour before quarantine lifts. He's almost made it, almost there when he hears a snarl from behind. He doesn't get a chance to look before his head is smacked in with an almighty crack.

The second time The Kid comes back from the dead, he can hear the snarls and howls of the infected, and he is the only human alive (is he still human? The lack of a giant hole in his throat makes him wonder).

It's dark, terribly dark and yet he can still see, he can smell the stench of infection and death, hear the creatures (zombies? demons?) still wandering around the base. He works his newly healed throat around the invisible lump of fear and draws himself to his feet. He runs back to the Arc Chamber, picking up his twin MP5KA4 light machine gun pistols, snapping in new clips.

"Handle ID: The Kid," a smooth, robotic voice intones. Then it hits him. He's alive. He was shot in the throat and he's alive! The Kid smiles and laughs. If there''s a note of hysteria in there, the dead don't mind. The snarls draw closer and he stops laughing, Marine training kicking in again.

In short, he cleans house. It takes him a good three hours to go through every inch to make sure nothing infected is left alive, and to check and see if there are any survivors. There aren't he cries when he finds the people he had tried to save, mauled or shot or eaten.

He looks for the rest of his team, those who had still been alive. He found Duke's tags in a pile of shredded flesh, but there is no trace of Sarge. No trace of Sam or Reaper. He hopes they've escaped, that they're still alive.

It's a little known fact, but The Kid is an excellent hacker, and is a pro at hotwiring. After combing through every inch of the facility, he wires the old Arc Reactor and the elevator shaft just so. The lift rumbles to a stop and opens. The doors shut, and it's a minute before he reaches the surface. As soon as those doors open, the reactor is triggered and the base explodes. There's nothing visible on the surface really. The ground shivers tremendously and the now-empty lift squeals as it falls back into the earth, cutting of the entrance to Hell.

The Kid holsters his pistols, picks a direction, and walks. He can walk for a long time now, he thinks.