The Kluton cackled menacingly and lurked over to Captain Kirk, who was fidgeting, trying to get out of the restraints and go help his best friends. The Kluton walked over and put a cloth against his mouth. Captain Kirk tried screaming and crying for help, but it was too muffled and soon enough knocked out. His struggling stopped, and his head fell back.
The Kluton walked over to the table where all the tools were and grabbed a scalpel. He walked over and cut a small opening on the upper left side of Captain Kirk, near his rib cage and lungs. The scalpel poked his left lung slightly, but enough to start a tremendous amount of bleeding to occur. As the Kluton was about to continue, Spock opened his eyes and saw the Kluton 'operating' on Captain Kirk. Spock grabbed a hold of his knife, and slowly and silently approached the Kluton.
Spock's eyes looked engulfed with flames and pure evil at that moment, his face had literally no expression to it, and continued approaching the Kluton cautiously and silently. Dr. McCoy flickered his eyes open and grimaced, rubbing the back of his head from hurting so bad.
Spock went from behind the Kluton, who was busy at work, when Spock raised the knife with his hand and stabbed the Kluton in the back, sending it screeching to the ground, then slowly began to stop moving and breathing.
Dr. McCoy rose and ran over to Spock and Captain Kirk.
"Get the Enterprise to beam us aboard; he's losing too much blood." Dr. McCoy ordered, grabbing gauze and applying pressure to stop the bleeding, but it wasn't working much.
Back on the Enterprise…
Captain Kirk was awake in Sickbay after a successful surgery to repair his punctured lung and wound. He was surrounded by Dr. McCoy, holding an ice pack to his head for his minor concussion, and Spock had a cast on the left side of his neck to prevent him from bending his neck that way, due to minor structural damage down to him.
"Glad to have you back, Jim," Dr. McCoy answered, with a smile.
Captain Kirk smiled, though still exhausted from his surgery.
"I'm glad to be back, too, Bones." Captain Kirk answered, with a smile.
"Just to clarify, Doctor, how did you know something was wrong with my neck?" Spock questioned.
"There's a massive bruise on the left side of your neck, you kept moaning every time you tried to bend it or touch it, and you weren't able to notify the ship about Captain Kirk from not being able to speak." Dr. McCoy answered.
The Vulcan simply raised his eyebrow at the doctor, then looked back at Captain Kirk, when Scotty busted through the doors.
"How is he, Dr. McCoy," Scotty cried.
"Jim's gonna be just fine, Scotty." Dr. McCoy replied.
"Oh, thank the Lord," Scotty pleaded.
Captain Kirk smiled small.
"I should be able to report back to work by tomorrow." Captain Kirk answered.
"Tomorrow; by God, Jim, you're not aloud to leave Sickbay for at least 8 days to the severity of your wound. You could've died, Jim; you're not aloud to report back to work for at least 2-3 we…" Dr. McCoy stopped, and moaned. He forgot that screaming and loud noises made his headache worse than it already was.
"And what about you, Doctor; when will you report back to work?" Spock questioned.
"Oh…give it a week or two, I should be fine; Spock, you could report back to work right now, if you wanted to." Dr. McCoy answered.
Spock turned his head slightly and raised an eyebrow.
"I could, could I…good evening, gentlemen." Spock remarked, and left with Scotty following him. Dr. McCoy and Captain Kirk simply looked at each other and smiled.
