Historical

Out of Time
Mission Location: Nuremburg Year: 1943 Mission: Ensure that the following citizens are evacuated Mission Parameters: Make sure uniforms, weaponry, and speech meet the standards of the time period. Do NOT give yourselves away.
By Alexandria Stanwyck4 years ago in Fiction
Ancient Whispers
As Knud stumbled home from the local mead, he heard a mysterious voice call out his name from the darkness at the old boat pier. Drunk and curious, Knud followed the voice into the darkness. The moonlight was his only guide across the old rickety wooden planks of the pier. Knud came across an old wooden longboat. The round shields that clung to the boat's sides carried the marks of battles fought long ago. Two large black ravens circled above the mast, grabbing Knud’s attention for a moment. He then noticed an old man with a wide-brimmed hat and cloak sitting at the bow with an ornate spear in his right hand. The tip of the spear glinted in the moonlight. Upon closer inspection, the old man’s face was heavily weathered from years of sun exposure and the salty spray of seawater. The old man’s right eye was hidden behind a tattered cloth bandage.
By Last Irish Viking4 years ago in Fiction
Double Fantasy
Bo’s fight or flight instinct kicked in and he punched the cop square in the face. The oversized paddy let out an ‘Oof’ and his legs crumbled while Bo leaped over the turnstile. Sprinting past bewildered tourists and conditioned locals, Bo rushed deep into the midtown subway station scanning frantically for the red line.
By Kyle Greenwood4 years ago in Fiction
Life Is Stranger Than Fiction: The Unbelievable True Story Of What Happened Next
What if I told you that the truth can be more mind-blowing than the most far-fetched fantasy? From unlikely animal rescues to strange political scandals and everything in between, history is a treasure trove of unbelievable stories that sound too wild to be real—but nevertheless, are 100% true.
By Mohammad Hammash4 years ago in Fiction
Staggered
Staggered: Upon a Secret Cavern Quite a long time ago, in a little town settled in the slopes, there carried on with a youngster named Amara. She was an inquisitive and daring soul, continuously searching for the following enormous rush. Her folks were basic ranchers who endeavored to accommodate their family, yet they never entirely grasped their little girl's wild soul.
By Srini V4 years ago in Fiction
Uncovering the Mystery
Introduction The story of the missing treasure has been one of the most fascinating mysteries of recent times. It all began when a wealthy businessman, whose name has been lost to history, disappeared without a trace. The businessman was known to be a shrewd investor, and rumors had it that he had accumulated a considerable fortune over the years. It is believed that before he vanished, he hid a large sum of money somewhere in his mansion, which was his primary residence.
By Keerthana Thirumalairaj4 years ago in Fiction
Anachronism.
In many ways, we remember the history of women in clothes. In the fashions they did and did not choose. The corsets Victorian ladies laced until the boning squeezed their organs until they fell onto velvet fainting couches is how we think of that particular age of oppression. The sparkling flapper dresses and short hair are enigmatic of a newly liberated time. We conjure up and remember images and reenactments of the past, and because women are an unavoidable part of history we think of them too. Typically we imagine them young and rich, in outfits that we design now to reflect the treatment of women then.
By Lucy Richardson4 years ago in Fiction
A Shot in the Dark
What looks to be a perfectly serene schoolhouse can become hell in an instant. One would assume it is because a child is throwing a tantrum, the children are collectively loud, there is no control amongst them. Rarely, it is the adults in the room that are suspected of creating the chaos. Children are our future, but they are also our demise one man thinks to himself. Who is this man they ask? Seeing him before, he is not a school official. Surely, he is someone trusted enough to be on school property. That is until the children realize that this adult is not safe and pulls out a semiautomatic weapon in attempts to kill them all execution-style.
By B4 years ago in Fiction
The Lady Ceciliana
I leered intently at the man right in front of me, like a curious child encountering eccentricity for the very first time. He wore a long brown coat whose style I couldn't trace. Were those patches? He certainly wasn't from around. The coat also looked dusty even though it was autumn. Somehow, he also looked rugged like one who had just arrived from a long journey.
By Gal Mux4 years ago in Fiction
Mending a Tear
______Chicago, Illinois - 2092______ Lightning pierces the dark, stormy night sky, and briefly illuminates the swaying branches as they dodge the pelting raindrops. A slow, creeping roar of thunder startles him, and he peeks through the curtain in awe. He had been working so diligently that he hadn’t even realized it was dark, let alone storming. The wind whips through the leaves, and the sound resembles an eerie, muffled scream inside his lab.
By Holly LeuVoy (Draper)4 years ago in Fiction
Inevitable
"..... Personally, I think it is reasonable to conclude that the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand, while it wasn't the singular cause of the diplomatic crisis that started the first World War, it is the match that lit the fuse on the poweder keg that was pre-war europe. Any questions?" Mr. Alred finished his long winded lecture. I let out the sigh I'd been holding in all day. I couldn't even pretend to be interested in the death of some European prince that happened litterally a hundred years before I was even born. Like, yeah, sure I get it World War I was this huge terrible thing and lots of people died or whatever, but something like that could never happen today. People are so much more evolved than that now.
By Levon Alldredge4 years ago in Fiction
I Am Not
The AutoT pulled up smoothly on the driveway. On the outside, it resembled a newly released 2014 Chevy Suburban. One would not have guessed that this was a time machine that had just jumped seventy-three years back to arrive there at that moment.
By Gal Mux4 years ago in Fiction