Sci Fi

Kraya 1
“I’m afraid I have rather grave news,” Captain Fenn said as the crew filtered onto the command deck. Fists clenched by her sides, her blue-grey skin paler than normal. Twenty-three officers filed in and she had to find some way to tell them they were all going to die. Them, as well as the 300 civilians in her charge. Adrian, the only human on her crew, entered last, wearing his oxygen mask.
By Chris Minette5 years ago in Fiction
Tiamat Rising
December 20, 2021 The sound of breaking glass shattered the silence the two fugitives kept to avoid detection. Jeff's heart was beating so fast he could almost hear it. He and his alien girlfriend had been on the run for several months. He'd lost his job, his wife, and his family had disappeared. As he hid in the dark, in an old, abandoned building, he wondered if life would ever get back to normal again.
By Dan5 years ago in Fiction
Ryan & The Earth's Secret
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen earth. We inhabited Mars in the year 2321. Generations have passed and we’ve been living here peacefully. Everyone is going about their business whether that’s leaving school or heading home from work. I’m currently sitting in a tube with a crowd of people. It's the AutoGround, which gives civilians a quick transportation here and there. It’s pretty much the same as a train or metro. I’m headed to my old house. I plan to get my own place. I think it's about time I moved out. The house actually belongs to my parents but they passed away 2 years ago. I miss them a lot but as the saying goes, life moves on - and onto new adventures!
By Cai and Denz5 years ago in Fiction
the Dark Zone
“I’ve tasked you with bringing me a package. The condition is that you do not look at the contents. You will not be told what is inside. If you open it before it makes it to me, an alarm will alert me to what you’ve done and our deal will be forfeit. What I can tell you, is that the contents have no monetary value. Only sentimental.”
By Ross R5 years ago in Fiction
The Lonesome Locket
The Lonesome Locket Lillian Charles Diary May 9th, 2649 Dear Dairy, After restless nights without food, weeks after the Apocalypse happened. An UFO activity dropped a test chemical machine that crashed into the nearby woods that leads to the city, where I once lived. By Day 1 people got really sick or caused them to go crazy. It spread throughout in 2 days, Millions or possibly Billions of people had died of Radiation poisoning, including my family. I was ordered to leave before I became infected. It didn't take long before realizing, I'm now alone and all I had left was a golden shape heart locket. That's the only burden I carry in the remembrance of them. I've been wandering on the streets for weeks alone, wondering when I will ever find someone out there, maybe alive but, I haven't found anyone. As I lay here writing my diary tonight, all I could see above me is the lonely moon surrounded by stars. If I knew the answers for what caused this phenomenon to happen. If I were a scientist, what cure could I find to save humanity? But today lucky for me, I was saved by an actual scientist named Dr. Jared Jules. I didn't understand his true intentions when we first met. He took my locket from me and while wondering how I survived the apocalypse. He had this crazy notion that my locket is what saved me from being infected. I was very confused, "How did a piece of jewelry save my life?" What does this mean? He took a piece of my locket from the back and it revealed an unusual glowing galaxy stone. I had no clue, why do I have a hidden galaxy stone in my locket? I was tested later that day and the reveal is shocking. I'm not even human. With this shock, I had run off and locked myself in a room with my locket back. At least I can finally rest safe tonight. I will find out more tomorrow.
By Tausha Henry5 years ago in Fiction
Back to Earth
“I cannot believe you posted that-” Shanae flopped onto my bed grabbing my phone. “totally fishing for compliments.” I rolled my eyes as far back in my head as I could, “it’s just a picture of me. If people feel compelled to compliment me, then the shoe fits I guess.”
By Megan Osborn5 years ago in Fiction
The Strongest Force on Earth
I look over at Jaxson as he sleeps, sprawled out on a blanket in the sand. The sun shining down on his face gives it a radiance that seems to belong there. How lucky am I that the last man on earth is so delightfully handsome? I let my eyes wander over his thin, muscular body, bronzed from the sun. In the year since we found each other, I've explored every inch of that body. My gaze slowly travels all the way up to his sandy, blonde hair. I sigh happily.
By Rebecca Key5 years ago in Fiction
The Water's Rising
The fist careens past my head as I dodge in the last second. I’ve lost my practiced boxer’s stance over the course of the bout. Now I’m just bouncing side to side, waiting for the next punch. It’s not a bad stance by any means, but it’s a different kind of fighting. A focus on mobility steals your ability to strike any time. You become defensive. Any mistake can kill you if your opponent plays their cards right. But it also means you get a better view of the whole picture, and that’s good enough for me.
By Mia-Luna Falls5 years ago in Fiction
There's No Sundown Here
No one remembered the light, nor could recall the warmth of the Sun, or the fire, its offspring. This world, nor its remaining inhabitants, was no longer built for such necessities. There was no government, no currency, and no technology. Physical beauty, material possessions, and power struggles were rendered futile. All that tied humanity to "civilization" was now extinct. Everything was frozen, and everywhere was darkness.
By Jon Burks 5 years ago in Fiction
The Last Ark
The Last Ark Nayama clenched the heart-shaped locket in her sweaty hand. She took a deep breath of scorching air as the desert sand swirled around her feet. Her lungs seized for a moment. The heat was nearly unbearable.
By Jilleen Dolbeare5 years ago in Fiction
Dystopian.No.More.
Upon I laid my eyes, A tattered page that was blowing in the wind. I was surprised that these things still existed. A thicker paper, not quite like cardstock—but enough to surprisingly not be taken by the elements. The pen, an Acid-free and Archival ink—it was not faded in the Sun!! To my Surprise, a lovely Rounded corner of The—Likely, UnForgotten—Journal waved in the Wind, my All-Weather Gloves Held on Tight as I turned to Block it From The Wind.
By Jana Cooksey 5 years ago in Fiction
The Unknown
h . It is hot. I know that’s theunderstatement of the year. My clothes stick to me and hang heavy. Breathing thru this makeshift breathing respirator is suffocating. Despite the difficulty, I dare not take it off. The outside air is a thick coat of sand and dust. It coats my goggles. I try to wipe it off with my gloves but it only makes it worse. My throat is starting to get that scratchy cotton feeling. I look at my watch. We have been up on the surface too long.
By Tonya Walter5 years ago in Fiction