A/N Yes yes, this is where the fic gets needlessly confusing and pointless for a little while, but bear with me. I promise that it picks up at the end. Oh, and work with me on the creatures. They're sharky-human-duck things. Use your imagination and try to picture a shark standing on duck like feet, with hum arms and a face crossed between a shark and a duck. They're weird looking, I tell you.

On the other ship…

Jim Kirk and the others appeared in the middle of a lake with a giant SPLASH! Sputtering curses, Jim surfaced and shook water out of his eyes, seeing the others do the same. Except for Spock, of course, who had never gone under the water. Narrowing his eyes at his Vulcan first officer, Jim sighed. It seemed that they had once again beamed right into the middle of a planet, instead of top of it. "Alright, break into two teams. Sulu, you and M'Benga-"

"Will go with Chekov." Finish Sulu with a smile and the three of them sludged off in the opposite direction.

Jim sighed. He really didn't want the Vulcan in his group. For once, he almost couldn't stand the sight of the green-blooded half-breed. Drawing his phaser, Jim motioned Uhura up and whispered in her ear. "Uhura, stay between Spock and I. You'll be a little safer that way." He didn't tell her that it was to keep Spock away from him that he did that.

Spock noticed the space his captain put between them and winced internally. He was clearly causing a disruption in the flow of the crew. Perhaps he should pull the captain aside and resume the little chat they'd been having in the turbo lift. He still did not consider himself clear-headed enough to make any rational decisions though. He set his phaser, and mind, back on the problem at hand and kept a careful eye on the surrounding water.

A splash nearby drew Jim's gaze to his left, and he whipped his head that direction fast enough to see the multi-colored being disappear under water. He'd only caught a brief view of the creature, but it had looked remarkably like a shark with legs. It's snout had been a dark green color, with a splash of lighter greens surrounding what he assumed to be it's eyes. He pointed at the spot, but could not prove he'd seen anything other than a being cohabiting the ship.

"Captain, behind you." There was the quiet hiss of a phaser being fired as a dark blue thing reared up out of the water behind Jim. Only Spock's trigger finger kept Jim's head on his shoulders. The thing let out a horrible roar as its jaws snapped shut on empty air. With a terrible noise, another popped up beside Spock and slapped him with what seemed like a flipper. With a grunt, he went down on top of the thing and disappeared under the water.

Jim whirled around. "Spock! Uhura, what happened?" He had enough time to say, before he too was dragged under the water. He saw his attacked, and let out a squawk that filled his lungs with water. Struggling against the creature that held him, he finally gave in to the sweet darkness of unconsciousness and let go.

When Jim opened his eyes, he was surprised to see Spock, Uhura, Sulu, and M'Benga all tied to a wooden pole. His navigations officer, like him, was just recovering from whatever had left that huge purplish bruise on his neck and chin. Blood seeped from what looked like a bite mark on his arm. His fingers were firmly grasped around the wound as he looked around in confusion. Jim sighed in relief that at least they were all together.

Spock, though worse for wear, seemed to be the most understanding of the situation, and his gaze shifted from Jim to just over his shoulder.

Jim glanced over and then quickly got to his feet. In front of him were three of the creatures. The middle one was clearly the leader. It was the tallest of the three, and most regal looking. Its dark eyes brimmed with intelligence and hatred. Standing on flipper like feet, the webbing between the two protrusion-like toes was lime green, a shocking contrast to the light green legs, if they could be called that, and bluish thing that served for a body. Covered in scales, the thing stood taller than Jim, and had a row of razor sharp teeth on its protruding upper lip. Before Jim could say anything, the creature began to speak. Well, communicate.

"You are a trespasser among my people." Its voice left no room for interpretation, demanding an answer, yet leaving no room for argument. "The penalty for such a transgression is worse than elimination." English sounded strange coming from such a creature, yet it couldn't possibly be the thing's native tongue. "You are wondering how I speak your tongue." It was as much a demand as the previous statements, yet it was also a question.

Jim just nodded, in awe of the creature in front of him. It was like a shark, yet a humanoid, a beautiful blend that was nevertheless lethal looking. Its voice was like nothing he'd ever heard before. Crisper than a Vulcan's, yet with more nuances than a Klingon's, it was flowing and threatening at the same time. "We didn't know there was a planet out here, and we certainly did not mean to trespass on your planet." He put on his best dignified voice, though he was wondering how advanced these beings could be. They obviously had some technology, otherwise, how could they possible find food?

"Your assumptions are frustratingly too simplistic. We are much more advanced than we appear." The one to the left of the leader spoke suddenly, hefting what appeared to be a weapon. "Our race has no use for outsiders, regardless of how mistaken they are at trespassing." It lowered the weapon, and then stepped forward. " However, your language is quite interesting. We ripped your words from your mind as you slept, and from the other." He gestured with a fin that had talons to Spock.

"Just let us get off your planet, and we can promise that nobody will ever disturb you again." Jim offered, backing towards his group. These beings were frightening, and they were clearly scaring Uhura. Chekov had crawled to hide behind Jim, using his injured arm as best he could. Jim reached for his communicator, but as he was ordering a quick beam up, the one on the right, otherwise silent and observant, lunged out and bit clean through Jim Kirk right as the transporter beam caught and brought his crew to safety. The captain was left screaming for Spock as he fell to the ground. He clutched at his ruin stomach, then looked up at the dark shadows overwhelming them.

"You have tried to deceive us, Jim Kirk."

Spock, after beaming up, immediately leaped for the transporter controls. "We have to save the captain!" He burst, and tried desperately to lock onto his signal. He saw the signal flash once, then it went dark. The display showed only those shark creatures in the area. "Doctor M'Benga, is it possible that the Captain could sustain a bite like that and survive?" Spock watched quietly as Sulu escorted Chekov to Sickbay, and he looked at the doctor, who was shaking his head. "When a terran shark bites down with his full force, there is usually no hope for its victim. The captain is dead. I'm so sorry."

Uhura stepped off the pad with tears running down her face. Jim Kirk, dead? There was no way, there had to be another explanation. She glanced at Spock, who seemed to hesitate for a moment before settingt he controls back to where they were and striding to the transporter pad. Uhura leaped up and tried to stop Spock. "Mr. Spock! You can't go back! We can't lose both of you!"

Spock ignored her and beamed down, his phaser set on kill.

End a/n Will Spock find Jim? Will they ever solve their problems! Find out next time, to your utter disgust I'm sure! But hey, can't have a story be too long, so probably very quickly next time! Thanks for reading!