"It was not supposed to end like this damn it…no, not like this"
The girl in blue said as she clutched tighter to her stomach trying, no, hoping that some of the blood would stop rushing to stop the inevitable fate that was about to clutch the raven haired girl in its grasp. Her ice blue eyes looked up as everything was starting to get hazy, as everything was starting to go black, as everything was coming into the light.
"Hurry we need help over here!"
"Jim, I don't know if we can save her…"
Came the voices of creatures, the girl on the ground focused her eyes on them as best she could, they were human, or maybe Vulcan, no she knew them to well, they were human.
"Mr. Spock, send for a landing crew…Mr. McCoy, Bandage her up and give her something to stop the pain…Th..ca..get so-"
Everything then stopped, the girl was out cold, and the last thing she heard was "Hold on, it will be okay soon". She laughed, she knew he was lying.
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"Hello, Can you hear me?"
Said a faint voice that was at the time shining a light into the girls' eyes, at that time he raised some fingers into the air and asked:
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
"Xizempht?"
The girl said in clear Vulcan, The doctor looked at her and then took the radio off of his belt and mumbled:
"Spock, Can you come in here? We have a patient Speaking some Vulcan, I think you can translate for me right?"
"Of course…I shall be there momentarily"
Said the half Vulcan as he left his station and headed off towards to sick bay, his one eye brow arching for a moment as he thought to himself about the patient for a second, McCoy said she was speaking Vulcan, that was odd, but it could be another language that he had just mistaken for Vulcan, maybe it was Romulan. Oh well he was about to find out soon enough if the girl was indeed speaking Vulcan.
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