[4thdimension]

Geordy Laforge stood in shocked horror at the situation room door. Kata'Clan was clearly dead, his mid section burned and molten, forming a two foot hole in the Jem'Hadar's body. Slowly the Captain of the Prometheus headed backward, into the bridge. Tapping his com badge he found his voice. "Transporter room one, emergency site to site transport. Commander Kata'Clan to sickbay."
Shelby stood from her station in the center of the bridge, slapping her com badge. "Security team one to the bridge." T'val moved to the situation room, gently moving around Captain Laforge as commander Kata'Clan dematerialized before their eyes. Laforge turned to Captain Shelby. "I'll be in sickbay, you have the bridge." As the turbolift doors closed behind him, she found herself once again wishing to be up against the Borg. Anything other than the unknown.
Laforge stepped into sickbay to find that Doctor Gorthux had already pronounced his first officer dead. He stepped up to his friends ruined body, studying the burn marks, the gaping hole.
"Hirogen weopans." The Denobulan Doctor stated in a flat voice that said he expected Laforge to ask the question. "massive damage to the anterior armor plating. I'm sorry Captain. There was nothing to be done." Laforge nodded.
"I know Doctor. What I don't know is what happend down there. Is there anything you can tell me?" The denobulan shrugged and moved over to a holographic imaging tank in one corner of the room, telling the computer to display a foreinsic map of the Commander's body. Laforge moved over to stand with the Doctor, and the Denobulan proceeded.
"We can see, here, and here." He said, pointing to great slashes that resolved out of the burn marks on Katana'Clan's body. "These slash wounds were incurred before the plasma damage." The doctor turned away from the screen, looking at his Captain, considering how to phrase what he must say. "From the looks of this Captain, I have to tell you, it is apparent that he was hunted in a manner consistent with Hirogen tactics." Laforge looked down at his dead friend, looked up again.
"You mean he was chased to exhaustion, then gutted."
Doctor Gorthux turned to face Laforge. "There's something else sir." he turned back to the holographic display and pointed to an orange read out above the swirling photons that represented the Jem'Hadar. "The scan has revealed blood from Bekk Bar'al, and skin cells from Admiral Picard on Commander Katan'Clan's skin and uniform. I can tell you for certain that he was within a few feet of Admiral Picard within the last hour."
Laforge felt a chill, he felt sick. His friend of more than 15 years was down there somewhere, among the most fearsome hunter the galaxy had ever produced. he had to admit to himself that Picard might already be dead.
"If you need me Doctor, I'll be in transporter room one."