FIGHTING BACK

Glore was now a smattering of gooey organic polka dots splattered across the room. Our cover was blown. A monkey girl monster was about an inch from sinking her claws into my nexk.
I was definitely having a Jack Bauer kind of night.
Under the circumstances there was no point in holding back.
I shot out my tongue and wrapped it around the monkey girl's neck. Then I spun her like a yo=yo, sending her crashing into the wall by the sliding door.
We xenosociologists aren't big on weapons. They tend to be counterproductive to our purposes and all sorts of havoc could arise if they fell into the hands of a curious species with a love of reverse engineering. I did, however, have my molecular destabilizer with me. I reached into my pocket, slid the power control to high, and brought it forth as I came up to one knee. The female was coming to her feet, fazed perhaps just a touch by my last manuever.
"Nice trick, " she complimented with what sounded like sincerity. "What's next, tentacles?'"
I brought the destabilizer to bear.
"How cute!" she exclaimed, noting the metal rod. "A demon with a wand! You don't really think you can hurt me with that, do you?
She thought I was a demon? A mythic beast with a magical weapon? I decided the best way to avoid another attack would be with some nuclear testing, so to speak. I pointed the destabilizer
a few inches down and to the left, at a potted plant next to the entryway. I pressed the activator. As I said before. the laws of the universe break down as space decreases. The molecules of the plant, pot and all, seperated as the space within twisted. A little "poof" and the plant vanished harmlessly into subatomic flotsam.
It's not a wand," I corrected, as I trained the destabilizer on her once again. "And I am not a demon.
The she ape seemed less certain of her imperviousness to my "weapon."
"So I see," she nodded. "That's some pretty impressive technology and nothing born of this world
has a tongue like that." She nodded up. "Out there?"
I nodded in confirmation.
She had by now come fully to her feet. "My apologies. I thought you and your friend were some piddling little imps out on some pointless rampage." She pulled the curtain closed across the sliding door. "Perhaps we should start over. My name is Marchell. I'm a vampire."