The creature that Scotty saw was a perverted mirror of the small animal stood in front of him. It was larger and its fur a sick mixture of brown, yellow and orange which clung to its body in huge filth covered mats. The bloodshot eyes of the animal roved the room as it snarled and snapped. Huge great fangs champed protruded from its blood stained mouth leaving no room for doubt as to what had attacked the crewmen. The ends of its paws were armed with six inch claws that looked sharper than any kitchen knife but the worst thing of all was the two tentacles protruding from the top of the creature's head. At the end of these great spikes were two tiny mouths equipped with snapping teeth.
Scotty stood frozen to the spot. He tried to force his hand to grab his phaser and blast the hideous thing from existence but no matter how hard he willed it, he could not get his hand to move. He swallowed and let his eyes drift closed, maybe if he was unable to see the damned thing it would be easier; it wasn't. The only thing he could hear was the pounding of blood in his ear and the coarse sound of his own breath. Come on you dozy Scotsman, get yourself together. He opened his eyes and forced his hand to his hip. The movement was slow, too slow. The horror was already taking decided steps towards him, faster than his hand travelled. This was it then? At least he was going to die in his own engine room. Never thought it would be in this way.
The little creature at his side leapt forward with a growl, "NO!" Scotty said but the animal ignored him. He watched, helpless, as the creature walked towards its brutal mirror. The tentacles on both animals began to glow, the vicious one purple, the kind one, green. The light began to merge, the brutal animal began to calm, the calm began to yap and snarl. The two began to combine; to join together. The green and purple light grew brighter, so bright that Scotty had to shield his eyes. It intensified until he had to turn away altogether.
When he turned back, the two animals were gone, in its place stood a larger creature although similar in appearance but with a calm demeanour. "We would speak with the one named Chekov," it said, its voice ethereal.
"Aye," Scotty muttered unable to keep the wonder from his voice. "He's in sick bay."
"Lead the way." Scotty could not disobey; his feet followed the order before his mind registered what he was doing. The alien walked along at his side.
As soon as they reached sick bay, the creature moved to Chekov's side. Chekov turned to face it with a puzzled look on his face, "Did you get bigger?" he asked patting the creature on the head.
"I had to know you were safe my friend," it said. Chekov's eyes widened and he withdrew his hand with a snap. "Do not fear, I will explain everything."