Sci Fi
Penelope Parker The Queen Of Purgatory
When a soul is too tainted for heaven and too pure for hell it goes to a void in between called Purgatory. Penelope Parker was a soul on the brink of damnation. After discovering her husband had left her and her newborn child to start a family with his ex she turned to alcohol and drugs as escape. The up and coming district attorney had lit candles and had offered herself sexually for Xanax while her baby slept in a playpen in the living room. After the deed she popped Xanax and drank herself into a deep coma like sleep. Unknowingly a candle fell starting a fire that would take her babies life. She woke to the screams and cries of her charred baby girl and held the burnt remains as the baby died in her arms. Consumed by grief and guilt she then grabbed her pistol and took her own life
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction
Capitano Neutrino. First Place in Epic Beginnings Challenge. Top Story - August 2024.
It's true most black holes have masses of hundreds, even thousands, of suns. Cosmologists have theorized, however, that "micro" black holes pepper all of space/time as rogue visitors, striking when least expected.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Kisser
“Is this really necessary?” the young nurse asked in a muffled radio voice. The doctor looked over, his brows furrowed. “Absolutely. Her... condition... has such a powerful effect on those around her that we have to take the greatest precautions. Even females such as yourself are not immune to the Effect.” The nurse seemed hesitant to advance, but the doctor assured her they had prepared well. The two reached nearly to the end of the long white hallway, when they heard a plaintive voice come from the last cell.
By Joseph "Mark" Coughlin2 years ago in Fiction
Make Me A Martyr
By the time you read or hear this, it will be too late. In exactly two minutes and fifty-four seconds, armed military personnel will burst through that door and take me into custody. There will be no trials, no court of law- just my swift and merciless execution.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction
Affinity Man. Honorable Mention in The Shape of the Thing Challenge.
Act I – The Struggle Theo adjusted his thick glasses and tried to keep up as chalk screeched across the board. The lecture hall was a sterile box of fluorescent light and endless note-scribbling. Professor Lascola’s voice cut through the air like a scalpel.
By Tony Martello2 years ago in Fiction
Dark Energy, Dark Vengeance
Do you know what it is to feel and think with no ambivalence, with purity of emotion and determination? I do. I hate you utterly. I despise you all completely, no exceptions, no reservations. Why? My wife and daughter were brutally tortured and killed and you denied them justice. Yes you, with your generous, wooly-minded liberality. You. Don't bother trying to deny this; I've had months to re-live it. At least my counselor was honest. There is no closure, she said, because they're not coming back. My case was so horrific she left her profession.
By Paul A. Merkley2 years ago in Fiction
La Llorona the weeping hero…
They call me La Llorona. Not the scary creepy pasta one, although I guess I can be someone’s nightmare. In tears and pain I discovered my powers and learned I wasn’t of the norm. Maybe it’s cliche but the day I found out my parents died in a car accident all hell broke loose.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction
Cheyava, Benefactor of Life
When Perseverance sent images of water-formed rocks from Mars, NASA needed to identify the source of water to understand its disappearance. NASA sent a covert rover to Mars named Infinity to bring sample rocks back to examine. They did not expect a sentient being to be attached to the rover, a being that had been part of Mars for thousands of years.
By Barb Dukeman2 years ago in Fiction
Emergence from the Obscene
The blistering sensation of melted flesh should have been the first indication. And the heaviness of eyelids plastered with some sort of unidentifiable muck had to be wiped from my face even as I sat upright in the midst of the black sand with strange orange rippling all throughout it.
By Sai Marie Johnson2 years ago in Fiction
