Sci Fi
Love, the Aliens
For everyone left on earth.... Only adults who were wearing heart shaped jewelry, tattoos or clothing with hearts and kids under two years old, were spared. My husband survived because he was wearing his lucky hearts boxers at his weekly poker game. He watched his poker buddies crumble into piles of ash. Talk about stakes being high. I guess, none of them were holding any hearts. So they got “dusted”. Instant incineration. Dusted, sounds nicer than incinerated. But same result.
Dayna ClarkPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Infinity Café
“... of this before…?” Bernard trailed off, looking confused. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the dimly lit café as one of the waitresses dropped a handful of plates. She knelt down and began to scrape up the shards in a panic, exposing a silver chain necklace which hung around her neck. There was a moment of silence as the crash resonated around the room before the conversational mumble gradually resumed.
J. R. LowePublished 3 years ago in FictionCarry On
I felt the dirt and pebbles bouncing off my face, and sand running through my hair as the ground reverberated. That woke me up sweating, damp and disoriented. The floors continued rumbling, with dirt now falling from the cracking walls and lines running across the deteriorating ceiling. I could smell and taste the caustic ash in the air. My first large inhale brought with it a mouth full of that ash, forcing me to lunge forward off the floor, coughing forcefully spitting out that rancid taste before it completely overtook my air passages. Snorting with my nostrils flaring then blowing it out, I could taste the iron of my blood. I grappled around in the darkness, my eyes still adjusting to me waking. Searching for my mask to turn on HiFlow Oxygen. I strapped it onto my face, with my eyes darting about the room slowly I started to focus. I could see my tank’s red alert blinking off and on.
Gate Remains
awaken...Magnus we have crash landed!!! where are we Tefaris? We are back on earth! what year is it? its 2187 Magnus. This is madness Magnus yells. Weve been asleep and drifiting through space for nearly one hundred and sixty years!!!
Frëdërîčk HöłmëšPublished 3 years ago in FictionIn Full Suspension
“How long has the subject been in stasis?” “Ever since we retrieved her from the crash site, sir.” “Vitals?” “Normal, to an astonishing degree. There’s not even a scratch on her.”
Jillian SpiridonPublished 3 years ago in FictionM Day
Chincoteague Island, VA 14 February 2320 I am totally alone, in the shattered remains of my broken home. I’m the last of my family (as far as I know) to be alive. I only have electricity because of the geothermal pipes that have been dug 2 miles from my neighborhood. They were dug 6 months after “M Day.”
The Mechanical Lover
I didn't know much about Sasha before she decided that I was good enough to take home. Her facial structure and symmetry was text book definition of attractive. I assumed perhaps her choosing me, as opposed to a human for mate, was solely companionship.
Julia FjeldstadPublished 3 years ago in FictionJoin the Space Force they said….it will be fun they said….
Join the Space Force they said….it will be fun they said…. the training is unparalleled and the opportunities are never ending they said. Lies…. all lies is what Sal was thinking as he piloted the Emergency Escape Vehicle from the exploding ship. “stupid freaking officers…. they should have listened to me, but noooo they knew better.” He mumbled under his breath. “O MY GOD the ship is about to blow up! Hurry Sal! Why re you not flying faster!” yelled First Officer Roger, who used to be the second in command of the Space Force Ship Exploration. You see, the First Officer and Captain should have listened to Sal…they never would have been in this situation. If only they raised their shields.
Brian PehrsonPublished 3 years ago in FictionWith a Pop and a Click
There it was again. A pop and then click, soft and subtle, but absolutely a man-made noise. Where was it coming from? What was making the noise? Liv inched around the burnt-out shell of the iconic blue Wal-Mart building in her small hometown of Waterloo, Illinois. A place that used to be the only box store for miles around was now just an open wound reminding everyone around of what they had lost. An empty bright, blue carcass of the American dream left torn and shattered, amongst the landscape of the corn and soybean fields. What was once a quintessential small Midwestern town, born from German settlers migrating out of big cities, was now just another mar on the map of this new world.
Stephanie LewisPublished 3 years ago in FictionHumans Only
“Sorry ma’am, I’m afraid your pet is going to have to wait in your ship,” An armoured security officer said as Sheila and Robert, an old anthropomorphic tiger, approached the gates to a human only compound. One that had a reputation for anthropocentric and specist ideals. The pair had been enlisted by a nearby community of anthropomorphs. Loved ones had been going missing, including a young deer named Waashkeshi. His parents had given Sheila a photo of him, a simple heart-shaped locket hanging around his neck.
Kelsey ReichPublished 3 years ago in FictionSave Your Last Breath
"Breathe. I need to breathe." Listen, and use your imagination. The oxygen levels were depleting fast. Pollution made way for every manner of sickness—but the government leaders never expected the very earth to turn against them. Plants and trees withered away to nothing, and the soil was parched in every corner of the globe. Even the rain forests, the last sanctuaries, became deserts over time.
Jillian SpiridonPublished 3 years ago in FictionJake Rodriguez
Slick your hair back, just like that. Okay, now just a little hairspray. Gorgeous, baby. You’re going to rock that presentation this afternoon. Tim won’t know what hit him. All you have to do is muscle up, puff out your chest, talk numbers… the new antidepressant will get put through to R&D before any of those reprobates have a chance to disapprove.
Trenton AnthonyPublished 3 years ago in Fiction