Stephen Portis
Bio
I am an aspiring writer who dreams of writing Sci-fi, Fantasy, and a bit in between.
Stories (13/0)
Tales of the Fairies: Cinderella
Once upon a time, which is the start of many tales, there lived a very wealthy nobleman. The man lived alone in his great mansion with his daughter, Ella, and their great fortune. Considering he was one of the wealthiest noblemen, he had a lot of power, and made a few enemies. His enemies were also fellow noblemen, though they were not very noble. They hired an assassin to kill the man, so that he may be out of the picture, and out of their hair.
By Stephen Portis23 days ago in Fiction
Death From Above
Darkness. There was nothing but darkness. No sound. No sight. Memories began to swirl around in the dark. Memories of a better time. Amelia with her parents, at school, at home, and even memories at her job. All happy memories that suddenly seemed sad to look back at. Even a longing memory of Hubowski criticizing her work. The memories were blurred reflections of what used to be. One by one they faded off into the darkness once more to be replaced by an extremely loud whirring sound that flooded her ears.
By Stephen Portisabout a year ago in Fiction
Death From Above
The helicopter flight to the Pentagon, was long and silent. Amelia didn’t have much hope of being able to step foot inside, but she held on to the hope that they could appeal to someone important enough to let them speak. The fact that the strange suited agents at the Airforce base, claimed that no one should know about the asteroid did little to help this hope, however.
By Stephen Portisabout a year ago in Fiction
Death From Above
A new day begins, though it was still very early. The sun rise was barely visible and peeking through the windows of Lieutenant Aaron Schwartz’s house. Amelia sat in his living room with a cup of coffee. She couldn’t remember how many cups she had drank to try and stay awake, but being this tired made her act a little goofy. She was talking loudly and laughing about Aaron’s miserable defeat at a game of chess, while he was in his room trying to get dressed in his uniform. After straightening himself up, Aaron walks out to the living room.
By Stephen Portis3 years ago in Fiction
Death From Above
Spinning. Her head was spinning. There was only darkness and the alien symbols floating around in her head. Spiraling out of control in a void of nothing, with no sense of what was happening or even a conscience thought. Suddenly, she jolts awake and gasps loudly as she does so. The light was blinding at first, but her eyes soon adjusted. Amelia Kellian sat up in her bed and looked around. She was back in her room. She wasn’t sure why, but it did bring a slight relief. That is, at least, for the moment.
By Stephen Portis3 years ago in Fiction
Death From Above
The situation that Amelia and Aaron had found themselves in, was something they would have never imagined to be real. They stood there covered in nothing but blankets, in a strange room, with an alarm blaring, and a humanoid alien creature freaking out in front of them. It wasn’t a very ideal situation, and Amelia began to wonder if they would die before knowing the truth. Just as she was about to mentally break down, she saw Aaron run towards the alien thing. He pushed the creature over and ran out into the hallway.
By Stephen Portis3 years ago in Fiction
Death From Above
Weeks had passed since the first meeting with the dreamcatchers group. Amelia Kellian wouldn’t ever admit it out loud, but she enjoyed having people that understood what she was going through. She found herself connecting to them, even though she remained quiet for most meetings, only saying enough to keep them appeased. She didn’t want to draw the attention of Lieutenant Aaron Schwartz, if she didn’t have to.
By Stephen Portis3 years ago in Fiction
Death From Above
Amelia was driving down the road, following her GPS. She was trying to find the place where this dreamcatchers meeting was taking place. She had to travel to the next town over, which was a town right beside a large military base. It was probably the reason Lieutenant Schwartz had a card from these people. Would that mean he will be there? She hoped not, because she would like to avoid any awkward moments with people she acted stuck up to. However, this was bigger than him or her. She had to get to the bottom of this.
By Stephen Portis3 years ago in Fiction
Death From Above
The next morning Amelia woke up in her bed. At least they didn’t put me back on the couch, she thought. She also thought she was completely crazy. She looked around her room at the blurry sight, but didn’t see the stranger. That’s when she knew she was really awake. She then reached over and grabbed her glasses, and looked at the clock. She was almost late for work.
By Stephen Portis3 years ago in Fiction
Death From Above
Space! An endless void of mysteries older than time itself. Mysteries that needed solving. At least, that is what she told herself as she stood in front of a white board full of complex equations. Dr. Amelia Kellian, was going over all of them, to make sure everything was right. The big mystery she was working on at the moment was how close an asteroid would pass by earth. A mystery solved by Dr. Marcos Hubowski, a famous scientist, and team leader in this particular astrology lab often called HSMA labs. Which of course stood for Hubowski's Space Monitoring and Astrology. She was looking over his calculations, to find out if and when the asteroid would intersect with Earth's orbit. However, there wasn’t much of a chance for impact.
By Stephen Portis3 years ago in Fiction
Deathjaw
In a tavern long ago was told a pirate tale, but for this story it’s hard to say exactly how to begin. Many claim this legend is false, but many swear it’s true. It’s a story that’s been passed down from sailor to sailor, a story that was told by Pirates.
By Stephen Portis3 years ago in Fiction
