Sci Fi
My Heart
“Today I woke up, just like every day since day Zero! Sweating profusely from the same nightmare I've endured every night as well. Waking up has no longer been a blessing, rather it feels like a horrid taunt for my lack of success. I looked down at my daughter’s heart lock necklace, still clinched ever so tightly in my hand. So tight in fact that often my hand bruises and is left with an imprint, much like my ring finger. The sanction guards made sure to take my ring off first thing when I got there.
By Joshua I Benton5 years ago in Fiction
Thin Limbs
Thin limbs burst through the high grass. Then came the rest of her out into the clearing, hooded, covering as much bare skin as her stolen rags could manage – may she be forgiven for stealing. The casual film of grime attending her served as a second layer of protection from the lethal UV. The leathery texture of her young skin testifying to its efficacy.
By cityashram5 years ago in Fiction
Lorieve
The sky was bright baby blue, encasing a yellow dot, fluffy cumulonimbus clouds flooded the skies. The natural suburban lifestyle is how everyone in Lorieve once lived, that was before the infection spread and before every human turned on each other. Now the skies are full of torture and hate, clouds filled with darkness and no sign of light. There used to be hope in Lorieve but I wonder, where did that all go? Those who survived the infection like me are lucky but have yet to find out. It’s just me, Blossom, a 12 year old girl who has yet to see the world and Fenix, a puppy with not a clue in the world.
By Corinne Del Cid5 years ago in Fiction
An Empty Frame
The mewling had gone on for days at this point. No words, just a pitiful whimper, three hundred feet below her. She should have put it out of its misery. Shoot on sight was the policy, and it had kept her safe for years now. But when she’d lined up her scope and saw the pitiful thing, she knew it wasn’t capable of hurting her in that state.
By Elliott Rozwen5 years ago in Fiction
The Ends of The Earth
Living has always been challenging but never impossible. Our carelessness and disregard for Earth have made it impossible for human beings to live on planet Earth in the current time; by our calculations, it will take 300 years for the Earth to be survivable again, 12 more generations until man can go home, our original planet of birth. A few months ago, a hole formed in our atmosphere pulling in outer temperatures and asteroids; the gap was as big as Los Angeles. In the first few weeks the cities closest to the hole froze killing everyone in them; after, since the atmosphere wasn't preventing asteroids of entering the planet anymore, they came down in fire blowing countries up, the impact of a single asteroid left a whole in the ground you couldn't see the other side from, and so the last few days were hell on Earth, thousands of people died with no way to save the rest, the human race kept shrinking and shrinking rapidly until there was only one million of us left, and we were about to freeze to death, until 5 magicians who have been hiding for years came to light and helped locate a planet that was almost inseparable from this one that had a sun not unlike ours, and so we took a ship that travelled faster than the speed of light; it took us a week to get to the planet, but once we did the only way we had to know if it's survivable is to send an exploratory team, and the only way we could do that is if we are willing to send one of the last people of our species possibly to their death.
By Hoor Hassan5 years ago in Fiction
Benevolence
The light streaming in through the filtered windows was warm and artificial. It had been set to mimic a lazy winter afternoon from the Tropic Sector and the sterile white walls of the waiting room were awash in a soft golden glow. The light danced across her skin, casting shadows across the polished marble flow, and Ayana felt like she was on fire.
By Malvika Nair5 years ago in Fiction
prelude 2077
prelude 2077 She breathed heavy in her helmet, pulse rifle raised, edging slowly along the perimeter of the Frenzy Field. Even in the coldsuit, she found herself sweating. She had trained to jockey alarm and calm, but had gotten used to the relative quiet of seclusion and was truly startled into panic when the alert went off. Her movements were jerky with atrophied nerves as her eyes darting, scanned the field. She cleared the back perimeter. It was difficult to see during dusk. It was the only time sunlight slipped under the dense canopy of the fallout cloud and refracted off the crystalline debris in the air, creating a granular shimmering of bright orange flecks against a haze of burnt tangerine smog. The display in her helmet made this look yellowish green, but still difficult to see, and worse as her nervous sweat was dripping into her eyes. She winced and shook her head as she rounded the second joint of the field, crouching in her movements. If the Frenzy Field had caught RT units, they’d only be down long enough for their systems to reboot -not long. She continued cautiously along the front ridge and found herself glad that she didn’t have her dog anymore. She caught herself missing him when she sharply flinched, bursting a shriek. Her finger nearly squeezed. A feint light was glowing on the ground, just inside the perimeter and she was immediately angry with herself for losing focus even for the smallest of a moment.
By colton brown5 years ago in Fiction
A Re-Beginning...
I can hardly believe it's been a year already... The dust has finally started to completely settle and we've been able to take more trips to the outside. For this I am extremely thankful! I don't believe I could've taken one more straight week inside that miserable void of an encampment in the cave. Even though it's massive, the depth in which it resides, makes it feel like a coffin. At times it's so quiet, you can literally hear your heart beating and echoing off of the walls. This, is very weird considering there's over 500 of us in there.
By Michael Webb5 years ago in Fiction
