Sci Fi

Tea Party
You spread out the blanket on the floor. The edges are frayed, the pink fading, there is a red stain in the corner in the shape of a child’s footprint. You open up the basket, inside there is a porcelain tea set with hand-painted purple flowers decorating the teapot and cups. You set the teapot in the middle of the blanket, take out two tea cups and place them on either side of the blanket. Then sit and wait.
By A. Wolf5 years ago in Fiction
The Hero's Conundrum/Chapter 3
I don’t believe this is happening, we underestimated him, is over, we lost! I should have known better. Are the legends true? Is he immortal?
By Angel Delgado5 years ago in Fiction
A step out of bounds.
Ivory truffle. That’s what is said, plain as day. Scrawled on a scrap of paper and backed in plastic, tinted blue, it lay like it had business there. The sparkle of the singular key was almost blinding in the evening, like catching sunlight on the rise of wave. On the floor, beneath the bench outside ‘Casper’s’ I had scooped it up, amusedly. “Ivory Truffle?”
By Zak Walters 5 years ago in Fiction
SPINS
Chapter Six Day 3 - in an Alien Murder Investigation I didn’t know how Deepy would be received but Jack and I took him to work the next day. I supposed we could have found doggy daycare but I didn’t have the time to find one. Mom would be home pretty soon, so Deepy could hide in a corner of my office for the time being.
By Roxanne Barbour5 years ago in Fiction
The Fortress
The freight elevator stopped at B1. From there, the small group I was part of got out and went down a corridor. Everything was still concrete all around me: walls, ceiling, flooring. The cool blue lighting was provided by the usual neon lights. We eventually reached some metal doors. The group leader put his left hand above an illuminated platform located on its left. The red light turned green. The doors opened and we moved on into the next section. The doors closed themselves.
By BPDCupcake5 years ago in Fiction
The Blue Heart Sword of the Ice Grid
Zenny looked at his watch and to the large red door standing in front of him. The gold lining and round door knob made him nervous. The large package he held in his arms was heavy and slightly uncomfortable to carry.
By Cyber Dragon5 years ago in Fiction
Tactical War-Shell Saga Code Name: F.U.R.Y
"My father's memory has been the defining moment of my entire life. Life changed the moment I picked up this USP45 Compact Tactical handgun."
By LUiS Wrote THiS UNiVERSE5 years ago in Fiction
I am Observant
A chaotic shifting, swirls through my crown, resting in a most uncomfortable area to throw shade in painfully pulsing waves. Once settled, it creeps throughout various areas, stimulating here then there. Pain arcs and resonates upon landing, occasionally disrupting and constricting reactions feasting on any strongly' instigated effects before migrating to the next area. The chaos displaces the residing light, leaving an empty and impressionable grey in its wake, arcing back for a quick bite on occasion.
By Brandon Palomin5 years ago in Fiction
Treasure Hunt
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The first line of the sci fi book Johnny loaned me is running through my head for some reason. Darkness surrounds me. My eyes come slowly into focus as I regain awareness. I struggle to look at my surroundings. At first everything just looks green. As my vision clears I can see Johnny laying a few feet away. He is also trying to get adjusted to our new surroundings. I can hear him moan as he tries to fight through the fog in his head. Then he calls out to me, “Are you okay, Aaron?”
By Dawn Salois5 years ago in Fiction
Tales of the Sentinel Space Guard
“Counselor Jon, I’m here with my papers?” I said excitingly while entering the counselor’s office. As I enter the room I realize no one is in the immediate area, so I just decide to wait here until I see him. I look out his window at the vastness of space and marvel at the glorious ships LB-2 and LB-3 as they are traveling right behind us. Who would have thought a race as primitive as us could develop ships this grand in the year 2350? As I’m looking outward, I see 3 Sentinel Space Guards repairing a small breach on the hull of LB-2.
By Dante Maroni 5 years ago in Fiction
The Seeker in Crimson - A Fragment
The Seeker in Crimson - A Fragment: In my dreams my mind touches his - a repository of sour alien thoughts and ambitions. And to think he fears me? "He" is Viz'Magyar, or that is the closest my fragile human mind can translate his name. He is the Seeker in Crimson. For human generations he has traversed the darkest corners of space and time seeking the location of Yrr'Maleek, the Ebon-king. Imprisoned for aeons in the heart of a long-dead star.
By Michael Mayr5 years ago in Fiction
Lovemore
It was the turn of the 32nd century and Andia Elmarri was to celebrate her 21st birthday the next day. She was a New Year’s baby by design. Her Ectogenetic Sponsor (“ES''), Ravagnaw Elmarri, had planned it that way. When he ordered the creation of an Ectogenetic Offspring (“EO”), he wanted his EO to be able to start every new year of life with a fresh start of new goals. What better day for a birthday, he thought, than the first of the year.
By Ann Riyo5 years ago in Fiction