Protect
Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.
Khan ordered John to stay down once more, jaw clenched tightly as the Klingons shot at them. They had awoken one of the other crew members of the Revenge and it had happened to be the Medbay doctor. When they had finally taken down the captains headquarter meeting, they had teleported away onto the Klingon planet. Now they were being attacked, all thanks to the idiot members of the Enterprise. Khan pushed John’s head down, eyes harsh but holding a protective worry. "I said stay down, John." He whispered harshly, although there seemed to be a desperate tone laced along with it. Khan stood up and began to expertly shoot the aliens down, going as far as to jump from cover.
John suddenly would see a Klingon aiming at his face, snarling it’s garbled language at him. Then a fist plunged straight through the alien’s torso, blood oozing off of a pale hand. The body dropped and Khan stood a moment, panting lightly. He held out his other hand to his doctor. “Come along, John."
