Sci Fi

Gunship Blues
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say, unless it’s twenty teenagers with radio comms open, that is. This thought ran through Bishop Bruen’s mind as he grimaced at the onslaught, grateful as his helmet automatically lowered the volume of several boys and girls, quite literally screaming, as they spun uncontrollably in freefall. He stood, mag locked to the hull of the Bruen Fleet destroyer Icarus, while his students flailed helplessly. Bishop sighed, then spoke, cutting into the screaming.
By Art Burnell4 years ago in Fiction
The Other Worlds
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. They also say time is real, and you can’t travel faster than light. Oh what little they know.
By Matthew Sommers4 years ago in Fiction
Last Days On The Moon
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Screams were what John heard on August 15th, 1977. John and the handful of those cleared to be present in mission control. It was the final mission to the moon, and when it was over, only a handful of people would ever know what went on that fateful day. An even smaller number of people would be aware of the truth about what John and his crew suffered or why John was the only one to make his way home.
By Jason Morton4 years ago in Fiction
A Solvent Mediator
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say." So they say indeed. Piotr tossed the booklet into a bin by his feet. Enough material was available to read on this voyage, he could spare junking that particular one. Space is a near-vacuum, his thoughts drifted, full of energetic places and objects. The plasmic aether that connects galaxies across the known universe in a web much like the structure of the human brain, was teeming with activity. Piotr however could admit, in this little pocket of emptiness between Sol and Proxima, the notion of a soundless scream haunted him. Much like the empty space inside the atom, he imagined himself in a similar situation, scaled up to barely comprehensible dimensions. He tossed a crinkled orange wrapper into the bin as well.
By zartworks4 years ago in Fiction
Rise
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That is why it is up to us to discover their remains." Such was the creed that each human aboard the ship repeated to themselves as it sped into the vast black void past the fringes of the galaxy, where mankind had yet to extend its ever restless reach. But this was not the adventurous journey endeavored by soldiers of fortune--of gallant swashbucklers venturing into the unknown to try their hand at snatching destiny from the jaws of fate. The people aboard this steel cylinder hurtling through space were not nearly so magnificent or splendid. They were uneasy and anxious, huddled into small cots while shivering in the subzero freeze of the cosmos, or seated at corner tables of the steel and aluminum mess hall, spooning colorless gruel into their mouths.
By Jin Bae4 years ago in Fiction
Gravity's Child
Chapter 1 - Denial of Self Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But that’s not quite true. Null had heard everything. The memory of it repeat itself over and over in a maddening cadence in his mind as he listened to the thin whine of the Foldspace Drive of the ship. The low, subtle hum of the gravity generators were the only thing that kept him from falling into that nightmare again, reliving the moment that changed his life forever. He crouched low behind a crate of supplies in the cargo hold of a Mercenary ship called the Hammer. He sat listening; waiting. In the back of his mind, he could still hear that damning scream, over and over again. He inhaled slowly, trying to keep himself calm. His exhale was shaky as the ever present sound of the Fold powering up threatened to overwhelm him. Just as the sounds started to become unbearable, Null’s patience was finally rewarded. The sound of boots on the metal deck of the cargo hold approached, clacking and filling the space with something other than that cursed whine.
By Tyler Hodson4 years ago in Fiction
The Axian Dilemma
Chapter 1 “Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.” Jayson jerked awake, having been dreaming about someone putting him out the airlock. He’d never seen it happen but he knew the science of what happened and it knew it would be a rough way to go.
By Scott Tanner4 years ago in Fiction
The Living World
In the vacuum of space, no one can hear you scream. Or so they say. Looking out the window of my quarters aboard The great Taxodus 94, I gazed into the stars thinking to myself about this phenomenon.
By Maverick Vowles4 years ago in Fiction
Blood of the Covenant
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Valyria gazed up at the sky that was covered by dark clouds; she wouldn’t know, as she had never been to space, despite her planet’s designation as an intergalactic trading hub.
By Haley Sladek4 years ago in Fiction
Time and Distance
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.” Those words derailed my life. Again. Well, I mean, it wasn’t the words themselves that set me off. Shoot, they don’t even make sense. Then again, I suppose they do, now. To me. In a way, I guess.
By Lance Hendrickson4 years ago in Fiction
Orbital Stasis
Nobody can hear you scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Math and science weren’t my strong suits in school, that was more of my kid brothers thing. He’s a genius and will end up being the family’s Doogie Howser according to my mom. Math was only convenient for me when it came time to count the cash I earned from my allowance and paper route. As well as, one of the few times science was remotely cool was hearing the hum of a lightsaber for the first time - badass. I really dig sci-fi movies. So, sure, they say nobody can hear you up here; the silence is deafening, but the loudest thing has been my thoughts.
By Orlando4 years ago in Fiction
Moon Mafia
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Turns out there is more than one way to scream. My name is Carmine D’Amato. In my family, the phrase used to be “sleep with the fishes.” Sounds like a simple idea. You got a rat problem. You fix the problem. You put weights on said rat’s feet and you toss them into the river, lake or ocean never to be heard from again. No problem.
By Bryan4 years ago in Fiction