You, Spock, Bones and a few crew members were meant to explore a planet. You were crouching down, scanning flora, before you felt a sharp stabbing sensation in your stomach. You looked down and saw blood trickling onto the dirt, the seemingly normal plant you were inspecting becoming something violent, its large roots stabbing into your skin

You got up in a daze, the same plant spraying you with something that seemingly put you into shock. You couldn't hear, and your vision was growing dark and blurry. Spock was only a few feet away with the rest of the away team, gasps of shock and surprise filling the air.

You fell to the ground, clutching your stomach, Bones running up to you with concern etching itself onto his face. Then a branch wrapped around your ankle, and you were dragged under the bush whilst you screamed. Spock could only watch, unsure of what to do. You were his beloved–his Ayasham–but he couldn't help.