We have to Survive-part 2

Kirk's ring:

Kirk, Scotty, and Doyle also saw the projected image robot give its salutation to the games. They looked out in the distance and saw the roaring crowd, filled with races of people they had never seen before.

Kirk has been in trouble before, but this was different. He remembers the Triskelions [1] and how they wagered on their chances of survival. Trelane's childish bet, and how it almost cost them their lives. Kirk was prepared for a fight, but what about his crew? He looked around at the other two rings and saw his crew. He couldn't help them. No weapon, no communicators, and no Enterprise. "Where is the Enterprise? Do they know we are gone?" Kirk started pacing the ring, he was trying to find a way to get out of this place. He didn't know who his host was, he couldn't ask about negotiations.

Scotty pointed and the crowd roared, "Look, Captain!"

The three men saw three big ugly looking things that looked like trolls charging towards the women.

"Their shield is down!" shouted Doyle, as he moved too close to their shield and felt the energy flex at his chest.

"What are we going to do?"

As they looked in shock the creatures bore down on the women. Kirk felt helpless and anxious for them. The only thing they could do was watch. It was hard to do. The women had no weapons while the creatures did. They watched in amazement as the women turned the tables.

Scotty shouted, "Look Captain,.. look what Masters is doing! Get'em lass-knock his block off!""Yeah, look at Uhura climbing that thing like a monkey. Amazing, they are working as a team!"

Kirk watched the women use their feet versus their hands and arms. A good tactic he thought, using their fists would be useless against their size. The women were using their training. That would work, but for how long.

"OH MY GOD! That thing has Sanchez by the neck!" shouted Doyle. They watch the poor woman dangling in the air. "We've got to do something, Captain! That thing is going to kill her!"

Kirk was frustrated, he knew that he wiped his face in disgust, "If you have a plan Doyle, I'll hear it."

Then they observed Masters and Uhura save Sanchez from the creature, and it fell over like a ton of bricks.

"Whoa, that was close. They saved Sanchez just in time!" reported Scotty.

Kirk turned to his engineer, trying to think of anything to get out of this cell. "Scotty, is there any way to deactivate the shield?"

Scotty responded desperately after watching the women, "If I had a tricorder, communicator, or even a wrench, I could make something for ya, sir!"

Kirk watched as the last creature stood in defiance against the women. Suddenly, he noticed the hum of their shield was gone. He quickly turned around to see three of the same creatures running towards them.

"Gentlemen, we have company! Hand-to-hand and try to get a weapon from them!"

The three of them took a combat stance to fight and defend themselves.

"Scotty take the one on your left, Doyle the one in the middle. Disarm them and bee-line to support the women."

They both said, "Yes Sir."

The crowd roared as they made contact with creatures. Kirk was first with a fist to the face that bounced off. The creature hit with a hammer to Kirk's chest that sent him flying almost 15 feet in the air. He landed with a thug, the wind knocked out of him. Kirk rubbed his chest in pain, but got up and charged the same creature using his shoulder strength to knock it back. He rammed both fists to the creature's stomach, trying to make a dent. The creature stumbled back, and then it tried to swing at Kirk again with the hammer, which he dodged. Kirk jumped on its back and again using both fists pounded on the creature's head, then slammed a hand on each ear. The troll gasped, then fell to its knees and passed out. Kirk quickly grabbed the hammer.

Scotty was able to maneuver with his creature, he did a karate kick to one of its knees and it winced in pain. The creature was able to make contact with Scotty. Its sword ripping his shirt, cutting him and causing bleeding to his midsection. Scotty snarled, hissing in pain as he looked at the wound, it was superficial. Scotty snarled again and attacked the creature, where he was able to kick in the creature's nuts, an uppercut punch at the same time making the creature drop its sword. He quickly grabbed and sliced into the mid-section of the creature, it crumbled to the ground where it died. The crowd roared with the excitement of the kill.

At the same time, Doyle was tackling his creature. He too was wounded. He was able to flip his creature to the ground, but the creature regained his balance and had Doyle up in the air squeezing his midsection where he almost couldn't breathe. Using his hands, Doyle slapped the creature's ears with all his strength, the creature released him with a scream. Doyle was able to take his spear weapon and went to help the Captain, whose creature was up again fighting. Both men worked together and took down the last troll and the crowd roared.

Doyle looked across the way and saw the women still engaged with their troll and started running. Kirk and Scotty called out to him to stop, but he couldn't hear because of the roaring crowd. He was 25 feet from the women when his back arched, and he felt an object embed, his hand trying to reach towards his back. Doyle dropped his weapon and fell to his knees in pain, his eyes rolled back, and he fell sideways to the ground. The crowd roared louder at the site.

The troll Doyle had knocked out, had thrown a blade, that had made contact with his back while he was running.

Kirk and Scotty knocked the creature out again and ran to Doyle who was lying motionless on the ground. Kirk slid and grabbed Doyle's limp body, blood trickled out his mouth.

"I'..m sorry... Captain."

Doyle slumped in his arms and Kirk gently laid Doyle on the ground. The one thing Kirk always struggled with was a dead crewman. Scotty gently took the weapon out of the man's back and helped Kirk lay him down. Kirk and Scotty felt the loss. "I wish we weren't here, I don't understand why we are here?" said Scotty somberly.

They heard footsteps approaching them, they quickly turned to see the women coming.

Stopping in front of the men, Lola asked with a broken voice: "Is...is.. is he dead?"

Both men looked up and shook their heads to confirm, the women had streaks of tears down their faces.

Then they heard a scream, and they all turned to observe the rest of the bridge crew in battle.