The adrenaline that coursed through his veins was delicious, painfully so in his twelve year old body. The thought of the cliff, of the brief moment of flight before the undeniable explosions of twisted metal and exhaust was exhilarating. Gripping the steering wheel tighter, Jim stomped his foot on the gas creating a new cloud of dirt and grime.
And moments before he tipped over the edge, moments before flight, Jim jumped out.
Not ready yet.
But something within him had ignited.
**Originally supposed to a an 5 and 1, but it sort of ran away and grew into this when I wasn't looking.
Categories: Works in Progress
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NoneStory Type: Hurt/ComfortTrope (OPTIONAL): Hurt KirkUniverse: Abrams UniverseWarnings: Explicit violence
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