Sci Fi
The Fortress
B17. This was home. Yet, I had no idea where I was going. The guards moved out of the freight elevator first and then ordered us to follow them. There were no threats of shooting us, this time. Everyone looked tired from the ride down. We got off the elevator, and one of the guards spoke with another guard as they looked over details on an industrial tablet. PDAs had come a long way. While we all waited, everyone took the opportunity to look around.
By BPDCupcake5 years ago in Fiction
The Underground
The air was crisp as it brushed my cheeks, you could tell summer was coming to an end when my leather jacket stopped being enough to keep me warm on my late night escapades. The city of lights was fairly quiet for a friday night, I looked around to make sure the coast was clear before hurrying down the dark alley that lay in front of me. My helmet tucked under my arm I shuffled pulling my gloves off and shoving them in my back pocket.
By Sarah Lujan 5 years ago in Fiction
The Old Gods claim a new Disciple
Lila stretched luxuriously on the soft bed she splayed out on, looking out the window as the horizon brightened with the approach of the rising sun. The cottage her family was staying at was gorgeous, expensive, and quite comfortable. She was so glad her parents stayed here on this “dream vacation” to Arilon. Her college graduation was fast approaching, and not long after that, she would marry her future husband. Her father was quite put out with the fact she was rushing into marriage so soon after reaching her majority, but Justin was one of those rare boys that already displayed the man he would become. Even at her young age, she knew he was the man she wanted. She had plans for her life, and she wanted him to be in it. Her father slowly came around to the idea, or at least made peace with it. However, he had always wanted to visit exotic Arilon once in his life, and he insisted they go as a family before she began the next chapter of her life.
By Duskshadows5 years ago in Fiction
The black cloud(preview)
A faint beeping, getting louder, louder… louder… It sounds like something he’s heard before. He can’t remember what. Never mind that, he needs to figure out where he is. Where is he? Not fully awake yet, He could use just a little more sleep, a little more sleep never hurt anyone, right? NO! He thinks, quickly sitting up. More beeping, constant beeping, getting faster, faster… It’s so humid. He thinks, looking around, where the hell am I?! He hears footsteps in the hall next to his room, echoing off the walls. He remembers hearing this sound before… he can’t recall when or where he remembers this from, but he’s heard this sound before. The footsteps are getting closer. The door opens, a woman walks in. He realizes where he is. It’s a hospital or some sort of medical room, the beeping gets faster, he knows where the beeping is coming from, it’s a monitor, he can’t think of the name, the one that watches your heart rate. What is he doing in a hospital? He thinks about it, he can’t remember doing anything to get hurt, and now that he thinks about it, he doesn’t remember anything at all. He’s pretending to sleep, an attempt to gather more information, the woman seems to be checking on him, after a couple of minutes she leaves. He sits up and opens his eyes again, the room is dimly lit, eerie, it appears to be nighttime, the clock on the wall In front of him confirms this thought. The sound of knocking fills the room. He checks the door, opening it only enough for him to see. No one is there. The knocking sounds again, this time, he realizes that it’s coming from the window, he waits, nothing but silence. Right when he thinks it won’t happen again it gets even louder than the last one, it sounds like the window would break if it was any louder, he rushes to the window, draws the curtains, and finds himself two or so inches away from a masked face, he’s startled, it’s too dark to tell anything about them. The window is the only thing keeping them from nearly touching. He opens it, but only a crack, enough to hear what it is they want. The moment the window opens in the slightest bit he feels a rush of wind, it’s strange, it feels like a shadow just went through him. The figure has vanished. He looks out the window for about a minute longer, looking for this masked figure. They are nowhere to be found. He closes the window and curtains, that was weird, he thinks. He turns around to start walking back to his bed, and he stumbles, the masked figure is standing in front of him, again, they are face to face, about the same distance as before, this time, there is no window. The heart rate monitor beeps faster, increasing in speed. The masked figure is silent, still. Too still.
By Pigeon boy5 years ago in Fiction
Evolution
I’m going to die today. But don’t get all teary eyed and weep for me. I don’t need your sympathy. It’s my choice to finally do what nature wants to be done. I’ve lived far longer than any human woman should. And, while Niall would rather I stayed, it’s time for me to go.
By Patti Larsen5 years ago in Fiction
Dazed and Confused
Hello, Earthling. We’re here on a research mission. Perhaps you can help us. Our ship landed in what we understand to be an office park, where sometimes humans do business. We were watching you remotely for a long time before our on-planet mission was approved, and we’re perplexed about your work uniforms.
By Barbara Andres5 years ago in Fiction
Magi
Low rumbling; soft heat. Growing louder building up. I fire, life ends. -- My arm jolts, ozone collects within the filters of my suit’s helmet; from the barrel of my Fulgor Carbine, a pulsating ball of plasma explodes, carried forward by a small magnetic charge.
By Griffen Helm5 years ago in Fiction
Escape From New York
Juxanni soared above the skyscrapers of New York, clandestine in his stealth mode, spy mission completed. Or so he thought. Helios, the Sun Prince, Heir to the Throne of Haven was not so easily fooled as the humans below and America’s primitive surveillance systems. Juxanni sighed. His ancestors dealt with beasts and demons, he had to deal with alien Gods. There was no need for stealth anymore, so he shut off his armor’s invisibility function and flew as his people did back home, haughty and for all the world to see. The arrogant godling smiled, his signature, a thing of white that made girls swoon and villains soil their pants.
By Zay Aeternum5 years ago in Fiction
THE DAY THE WORLD WAS UNITED
In the early spring of 2053, a year seemed to start as other previous years with warm weather, blue skies, and plenty of sunshine flowers blooming and warm breezes. Everyone enjoyed the outdoors, having BBQs, going for walks, kids playing, and riding bikes. Everyone seemed to be saying goodbye to the previous frigid winter.
By Alvin Rivera 5 years ago in Fiction
The Fortress
According to 50 USCS § 2204 [Title 50. War and National Defense; Chapter 39. Spoils of War], enemy of the United States means any country, government, group, or person that has been engaged in hostilities, whether or not lawfully authorized, with the United States; (3) the term “person” means(A) any natural person; (B) any corporation, partnership, or other legal entity; and (C)any organization, association, or group. Source: uslegal.com
By BPDCupcake5 years ago in Fiction
Evolution
I don’t know why I noticed him, why I even bothered to register his presence. Maybe it was his attitude—that curiosity he carries with him even now. A half smile on his lips, his pale gray eyes clear, expression soft and kind. He dressed like us, wore the same filthy, thread-bare uniform, and carried a shovel of his own. But his head was unbowed, his shoulders straight. And there was a calm about him that attracted me despite my resistance to emerging from the safety of my shell.
By Patti Larsen5 years ago in Fiction
