Sci Fi

Uncertainty
Blue and white lights flash across the walls, casting away the darkness, as an alarm sounds with high-pitched tones. The room is nearly all white, with silver metal railings and handles on the doors and cabinets. A man with short and scraggly black hair sits up in his cot. Dressed in only his skin-tight white undershorts and shirt, he slowly sits up on the edge of the cot.
By Joshua Smith5 years ago in Fiction
My First Mission
Getting thrust into the mind was almost as disorienting as my first day at HQ. BUT, I had it in my essence that I would become the agent ever! After I took one moment to acclimate to my new existence, I was ready to access the memories.
By Elijah Davis5 years ago in Fiction
GONE
“Good evening, I’m Stan Douglas and this is a World Broadcast News special report, Russian President Sergey Anitov has disappeared live on state television while he was giving a speech. A warning, the following video may be disturbing to some viewers.”
By Doug Caldwell5 years ago in Fiction
They're Taking the Hobbits to Alderaan
Both Frodo and Samwise were thoroughly bound in the the prison hold of Dmitri Yuriev's space ship "The Ascalon." They had been chained with advanced, nano fortified, molecular carbon chains and there was no possibility of them breaking free. Dmitri sailed confidently through the stars towards his destination, the planet Alderaan. He was certain his plan could not fail, and he would soon be freed from his fear of "U-DO." With a dark grin of triumph, he made the preparations for the last necessary jump through hyperspace. He watched the endless vacuum of space quickly shift into the immensely vivid and profound array of colors he had seen a thousand times before as he laughed to himself, certain he could not fail.
By Po Ivey5 years ago in Fiction
Sinister Decisions
Night began to settle on the village of Camden Passage, signaling to the street vendors it was time to pack up shop. The marketplace was a din of activity and noise as last minute hagglers attempted to strike a deal, horses hooves clattered through dusty streets, and the bustling crowd went about their nighttime rituals. The struggling lone rogue and down on his luck pickpocket, Alton surveyed his target from the shadows. The fat traveler advertised his garish wealth with either blatant, overconfident inexperience, or idiotic carelessness. He wore brightly colored silks that advertised wealth as well as glittering jewels that adorned several thick fingers. Alton knew the roads south of the village were ripe with bandits and thieves eager to chance across a rich prospect at this man. He wouldn’t make it a mile before his rotting carcass served as a banquet for vultures and maggots. Alton needed to lighten the lord’s load before that band of brigands got him and stripped everything worth a copper off him.
By Aaron Thompson5 years ago in Fiction
The Sun Seeker- Part 6
“Jesphyra? Sun Drop, open your eyes.” Gentle hands touched her face, soothing the heavy pounding behind her eyes. She pried her eyes open carefully, unsure of her surroundings, but feeling safe with the presence and soothing voice.
By Anna Kringle5 years ago in Fiction
Short Stories | After Atlanta: Ch. 2
It's almost funny. I really thought things would get better, that somehow all of this would bring us together. It didn't. The problems in our marriage didn't magically end when the gas stations closed, and the cattle ranches ran out of cattle to slaughter for even themselves.
By Elijah Aikens5 years ago in Fiction
StretchWave
Janus didn’t want to be here. First of all, it was cold. It was the type of frigid, ultra-modern place that made you think of stern faces and admonishing voices. People looking down their nose at you, demanding to know why you were spoiling their precious air with your worthless exhalations.
By Jon Sauve5 years ago in Fiction
Short Stories | After Atlanta: Ch. 1
About/Introduction: After Atlanta is a novel collection of post-apocalyptic short stories that will be improved over time. Chapters may or may not be connected to each other. Inspiration comes from cinematic stories like The Road and The Grey. Art is drawn first by me and then a story or scenario is created after to fit the imagery. In this story telling universe my on-going episodic short film, Coyote Four, is also connected. You can follow my film and video efforts on youtube at Sunkrum by Elijah.
By Elijah Aikens5 years ago in Fiction
950
November 3, 2019 2:49 AM A simple, pulsing beat played over the radio. She leaned back against the seat, letting the music swallow her.
By Brittany MacKeown5 years ago in Fiction
The Sun Seeker- Part 5
The Festival of Solem was taking over the streets of Bashyr, as it would in every settlement and planet across the system. Golden banners drifted between streetposts, and the bells rang out several times a day in celebration. This all came to a culmination on the fifth day, when the light parade was to march triumphantly down the streets, and the great feast would be celebrated door to door.
By Anna Kringle5 years ago in Fiction
When the Moon is Knocked
Bethany Beach, Delaware saw a summer night that looked like a barbecue, concert and wake all at once. Fireflies dotted the air, and illuminated like tiny lanterns. Signs of life like this stood in stark contrast to what would soon happen to the desolate moon. Smells of digitized wings and ribs wafted through the air. Great vessels arose to cook the food supplements for the hungry host. Their software programs digitally downloaded the food for their minds and bodies.
By Skyler Saunders5 years ago in Fiction