Sci Fi

Colony
Colony Or, how I left the Solar System behind forever! By Donna Riordan 12 August, 2022 Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.
By Donna Riordan4 years ago in Fiction
Love Lies Bleeding
The eastern sky explodes in a column of flame. I lift my hand to shield against the light. We all know this job has its hazards, evident by what we just glimpsed. I blink the after image from my retina and return my eyes to the honeycombed faceted holocube containing an image of Ella, my daughter. She’s dying and this job is my only hope of saving her.
By Jeff Cochran4 years ago in Fiction
The Coffer
The First Day Something bright flashes against my closed lids, turning my sleeping world bright red for a moment. I'm not quite ready to wake up, so I toss my blanket over my face and groan from a sharp pain in my wrist. The hell did I do in my sleep this time? Slowly I open an eye and see two things that catch my attention very quickly: this is not my blanket, and when did I get a tattoo? The black ink looks fresh, almost like a pool of liquid on my skin, with my skin around it showing an angry and burning red-black. Curiosity and fear starts to eat at me, making my stomach churn, so I slowly bring the blanket down so I can see where I am.
By S.M. Vargas4 years ago in Fiction
The Coffer
Analysis Report Subjects have awoken and have begun to talk amongst themselves. So far there seems to only be some minor issues with the females.
By S.M. Vargas4 years ago in Fiction
Somewhere Beyond the Stars
As I wash my hands, I look around at the sparse décor. I don’t know what I had expected but zipping through space on an air train conjures up thoughts of grand glass windows overlooking the galaxies. Ladies with unusual hairdos walking around in skintight jumpsuits serving drinks. Martians and men mingling around oversized, modern couches that stretch from wall to wall.
By Merrie Sanders4 years ago in Fiction
An Island of Air -- Chapter 1
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say, but I’ve never needed to. Right now the ringing in my ears is so loud that it doesn’t take much effort at all from the bad man to make it sound like the screams of my companions. It doesn’t help that I know they would be screaming had their suits not been shredded leaving them deprived of air. I also know that it won’t be much longer until they’re bloated and grizzly corpses.
By David Watkinson4 years ago in Fiction
Sub-Light Nightmare
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The big empty doesn't allow sound waves to carry. Radio waves, yes. Light? Sure.
By Lesley Woodral4 years ago in Fiction
MEGADIGRADE
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The Little Mule spacecraft travels through space carrying two crew members, 67, a black man, forty years old, tall, strong, shaved head, stylized under a heavy face and surrounded by memories of a not so encouraging recent past, where he had lost his wife and their two children because of an accident on their planet Arcrow.
By Otavio M.G.4 years ago in Fiction
The Message In The Stars
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But Ginny had been hearing voices from the great expanse for a long time now – entire conversations from a world not her own.
By Zack Duncan4 years ago in Fiction
Station-117
Station-117 Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I can promise you that is far from the truth. When all you have to look at for years, even decades, are shimmering dots and metal walls decorated with only what you can place using various forms of tape. The screams start to come from a far different place. However, on the night of the Sector-9 breach, they could be heard beyond the station walls.
By K.C.4 years ago in Fiction
Aries' Witch
The Mother Superior folded her hands neatly on the ornate oaken desk she sat behind. “Do you understand the full meaning of what we are attempting to undertake here?” She asked in the tone that always made Sister Regina Carmel feel like a fledgling nun and not the fully experienced witch hunter she was.
By Sherry Cortes4 years ago in Fiction
Fight (Dha’aerda)
Kapp could think of a few moments in his life where he would look back and reflect on the circumstances that had brought him to where he was. When he first cleared Earth’s gravity in his second year of training, when he graduated the Naval Academy and stepped forward for the first time as an officer, when he had first boarded the Alpha, and now. Standing on the raised platform clad in one of the armored kilts of the Aqualin, looking across at a foe he was expected to fight.
By W. Joe O'Banion4 years ago in Fiction