Sci Fi
Stolen
Stolen Twenty-seven is just too old to be a student, “wait, what, is he talking to me, or do I have it all wrong,” she thought? He twiddled the back of his hair as he continued to release his persistent side grin. Her heart pounded and she halted, “what.” Confused, perplexed, and in disbelief, the complete opposite of what she had come to know. Teachers didn't do that, school was a safe place, a place for peace, a place for learning, a place where all walks of life joined together in the pursuit of profound enlightenment. “Am I Trippin, or did he just rub up against me?”
By April Chavez5 years ago in Fiction
A Brief History of the Next 500 Years
In August 2025, an elderly Russian woman suffering from severe lung disease woke up one night to a strange sight. Later reports would be highly conflicting, but most historians agreed that she had awoken in her room, engulfed in a bright white light.
By Brian Loo Soon Hua5 years ago in Fiction
Undetected
Things have been real crazy this past year on this planet here that we call earth. People have gone crazy having to always stay in quarantine in their homes. That really messes with the minds of people, even mine. About a year ago what I call the zombie apocalypse happened. Now people were not actually eating people brains, but it was driving everybody insane. It is a virus that is contagious and, the symptoms were like symptoms from if somebody smoked wet. Also known as Angel Dust. The actual name of the virus was Mad Man. Oh my god, it really made man, woman, boy and girl go mad. Sometimes the person would just look crazy and most of them would take their clothes off so that they would be naked. But the worst ones would attack you if you did not kill them, and if when you killed them, and some of their blood would get into your blood stream, then now, you are going mad to. I have witnessed so many killings. I feel so many diverse types of feelings when I think about everything I have witnessed and encountered over this past year or so. I feel sad, I feel mad, I feel horrified, and terribly disturbed. If life were to ever go back to how it was, I would be very, incredibly surprised. Last night I had to knock some girls head off her shoulders with a shovel because she wouldn’t stop trying to attack me.” Shakes head sadly. “That really messed me up because she had to be no older than sixteen, maybe seventeen, and yes it was a girl. I feel terrible for laying my hands on a female, but I am trying to live. I constantly remind myself that these people are no longer human, to these people I am prey, so I will kill when necessary. “
By Venesha Owen5 years ago in Fiction
So Quick
Her stomach didn’t hurt anymore. Maybe her head was even beginning to clear. She blinked, tried to focus on anything nearby. Was that a fluttering of wings she was hearing, perhaps an owl was swooping down to say hello—like the ones so often seen in the barn they would meet in after school…why wasn’t she in school—but it hurt too much to focus, and the fluttering was gone anyway. She closed her eyes back tight, and hoped that might make things better.
By Jonathan L. Rutan5 years ago in Fiction
Who Is Who?
”Wake up, Liilii! Or you’re gonna sleep your life away.” Lilith slowly opens her eyes, temporarily blinded by the light shinning in through her bedroom window. As she raises up and sits on the edge of the bed, turning to her left and staring at her reflection in the mirror, she is overcome with a feeling of fatigue. Her mother, Athena, walks back to her room to see if she's awake. "Good afternoon, my little night owl. You plan on doing anything productive today?" Lilith with an annoyed look on her face replies, "I planned on fighting crime. With your permission, of course." "Great!" Exclaimed Athena, adding "you can start by helping your brother clean house. He seems to be Setti today, so it shouldn't go as bad." Lilith turns and looks at her mother, asking "so you're asking the hero to help clean up the world alongside the villain, who made the mess? That's not how it works, mom." Athena smiles as she turns to walk away, responding, "that's how it works in this world, my little hero. Or are you the villain?" Lilith turns back towards her reflection in the mirror, mumbling, "good question."
By Will House5 years ago in Fiction
The Owls Come Out at Night
2021 was the first full year of the coronavirus (COVID-19) pandemic. In the United States, total deaths went from 500,000 in January to 800,000 by year's end. Northern, liberal cities like New York stayed on lockdown. Southern, conservative states like Texas reopened first.
By Brandon Ford5 years ago in Fiction
The Repository
Elliott opens her eyes, squinting as the sunlight peaks through her curtains. It's another warm muggy day. She breathes out heavily and peers at her clock. It’s 5:58am. Two minutes left before her day begins. She smells coffee brewing and the comforting sound of her girlfriend, Rhein, humming a tune. THIS is home she thinks to herself. Her alarm hollers.
By Paris Yasmin5 years ago in Fiction
The Hollow Planet - part two
THE HOLLOW PLANET - CHAPTER THREE 34 CHAPTER THREE They were next inside a command center, where she listened, as Spyng telephoned a more distant center and issued detailed orders to pick up and move Jenna Wrenn, to be returned to Earth. When he had finished, he sent Gwenn into a waiting room and asked her to sit until he could finish some duties.
By Charles Turner5 years ago in Fiction
