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Star Trek flashfic: "Space Zombies," PG-13
Title: Space Zombies
Author: H. Savinien
Rating: PG-13, for language
Disclaimer: Star Trek, Kirk, McCoy, and Scotty belong to the Roddenberry estate, J.J. Abrams, etc. I derive no profit from the creation of this fanwork.
Word count: 150
Author's Note: Written in a “One page quick fic contest” at Anime Evolution. I did not win, but eh. Concrit welcome.
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To Captain James T. Kirk
U.S.S. Enterprise, NCC-1701
Jim:
I'm afraid that I'm gonna win our bet. Space is disease, danger, and death and I can prove it. Engineering just reported the first cases of necrotic animation. If you remember your classic shit American movie history, that translates to damn space zombies. I've ordered everyone out of Engineering and Mister Scott...took care of two afflicted crewmembers. To be frank, the damn Scotsman bashed their brains in before I could take a look at them, but the symptoms seem pretty fucking clear. Right now, apparently, Scott's got his crew split between trying to fix the damn comm network and maintaining the barricades. I'm rushed off my feet trying to get a cure.
I win. Sorry.
I hope the bridge is still holding. Don't wanna lose you too.
Sending this by Ensign Marks. Hope she makes it.
Yrs. Dr. Leonard H. McCoy
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