Set Phasers to Run!

by ozma914

drabble: The landing party encounters a less common danger - at least, less common on planets other than Earth. Written for the TwisterPalooza Challenge at my ozma914 LiveJournal.

A drabble I wrote for my fic writing challenge, TwisterPalooza, to celebrate the June release of my novel Storm Chaser. The challenge is at my ozma914 LiveJournal .

James T. Kirk clung to a stump, all that remained of a gnarled alien tree on a planet called, ironically, Hurricane III. "Hang on, Bones!"

A moment before they'd been peacefully taking flora samples; then a tornado tore through the landing party, leaving nothing behind but him and McCoy, who clung to a root. Kirk could see, streaming from distant branches like little warning flags, the remains of red uniform shirts.

"Why didn't you detect that storm coming?" Kirk yelled over the screaming wind.

"It's a medical tricorder!" McCoy shot back. "Damn it, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a meteorologist!"