The demon was unlike any Lexi had seen before, it was at least ten foot and every touch from it left burns on your skin. It was an unattractive beast with more teeth than a shark, seven claws on its feet and a scaly skin- now pierced from the arrows and seraph blades.
Kian had been relying heavily on Lexi's arrows, as getting to close for too long resulted in burns. They were only sixteen and had discovered a new type of demon, shame they couldn't kill it. He swept Ruhiel (his blade) across the demon's foot, but was wacked by its tail.
He heard Lexi shouting his name, then shout 'Sariel' getting out her blade as well. She was going to face the demon head on, that fiery protectiveness had come to the fore.
Kian heard someone else say 'lock to stun' and then footsteps. Someone came up beside him, he began to see dark around the edges of his vision.
"Stay awake, damn it!" a Southern accent said next to him, but Kian couldn't and slipped into the darkness.
Lexi ducked under the demon's claws and slashed across it's stomach, her momentum carried her beyond the monster's reach. She glanced over at Kian, there was a man in a blue shirt next to him, scanning him with a tricorder.
Over the other side of the field stood four men with phasers, one in gold, one in blue and two in red. All their shirts glimmered with a silver spot.
Starfleet, she thought
Kian was picked up by the man who had scanned him and carried over to the others.
The men with phasers had started shooting it with stun blasts, which only enraged it. Lexi pulled out one last arrow, drew a keen sight rune and shot. It hit the demon in the eye and it fell with a thud.
The man in blue pointed at her while he was injecting something into Kian and systematically removing all his weapons.
She tried to move out of the way of the stun blast the man in red shot her with, but was too slow and fell down, unconscious.
Captain James T. Kirk had seen may unusual things in his- admittedly short- life time. But two teenagers with glowing swords and tattoos fighting a monster was strange even by his standards.
They had beamed down to the planet to look for life, and had found plenty, that monster being out of place. The two teens shouldn't have been there. It was deep space, and Bones confirmed they were both human, with something else making up a small part of their DNA.
Spock hadn't even been able to offer an explanation.
"Beam us up Scotty," he said.
When in the transporter room Bones called for the medical teams to take both teenagers to the med bay- both were suffering from severe burns and gashes. Spock took his samples to science and the red-shirts went back to patrolling the ship for security. He headed up to the bridge.
Dr McCoy only hated three things- space, his ex-wife, and surprises. His two newest patients were in the last category. The boy was bleeding from every part of his body, and burned everywhere else. The girl wasn't much better.
He had uncovered lots of small scars, littered all over their bodies.
He hadn't managed to heal any of the gashes or burns and had only stopped the bleeding. Nothing was working!
Then the girl groaned and sat up, pulling out her glowing pen and placed it on her arm. McCoy rushed to get it off her, but a symbol had appeared on her arm and her wounds were slowly closing. The girl fell back down again once it was drawn. McCoy sighed, it was going to be a long day.