Sci Fi

The Promotion.
Jared stared blankly at his computer screen, feeling numb, displaced by it all. Life. Everything. Sometimes it just seemed like it was too much for him. Today was too much for him. He took it all in, as he took nothing in; his small cubicle, desk, the hallway outside, the building where he worked. All so metallic, so shiny, so listless. Twirling the locket with Marissa’s picture in his hand, he looked down at it. She was so beautiful. He wished he could be with her. He leaned back and let out a heavy sigh. It was almost time for his promotion. Everyone had been telling him for weeks that he should be excited; one more day, he only had to wait until the day after tomorrow and he could leave this cubicle behind. He could leave this whole building behind. He had a more important place to go. He should be excited, but he wasn’t. He was dreading it, but he didn’t know why. Surely anything would be better than this.
By Abyssnee J. Pelitar5 years ago in Fiction
Did the World End?
I awoke to the sound of birds chirping and the sun’s warmth pouring in through my window, was that even possible? The night before the entire planet had been destroyed, the thought of it rattled me to the core.
By Eloisa Margarita Soto5 years ago in Fiction
Bandwidth
Elishia let her pointer finger trace along the line where the glass had shattered on the jewelry display. Mama was looking for the pretzel dough recipe in the nearest Auntie Anne’s to the store she left Elishia and Papa in. Mama told her not to move away from the mannequin behind her.
By Jessica Conway5 years ago in Fiction
SYNTHETIC EVOLUTION
Professor Devol grips the statuette. MR fluid drips off in sticking globs, wetting the curled-up bot at her feet. Lifeless. Expired. Neck glugging out custard lumps of magnetic blood. She’d known just where to strike and she’d struck hard, snapping to violence like a triggerfish in heat. It was murder, pre-programmed 2000 years earlier with a body horror that crawled up her insides and raged blindly into her fist. The murder of a bot she’d met just once, ten years ago, when there was a particularly strong wheeze in the breeze.
By Melanie Sano5 years ago in Fiction
Covend
To you.. There wasn't any sign of possibly coming back. The world had flipped upside-down basically overnight. At first we didnt know what caused it, every government was selling the same story.
By David Kichuk5 years ago in Fiction
Giulia's Locket
Good morning Mom. Good morning Giulia. How did you sleep? I slept well, Mom. I won’t be eating breakfast, got to arrive early to take Senior pictures today. Oh yes, wow! Time flies!
By Silina Christian5 years ago in Fiction
Samuel's Wish
“In your pocket hides the locket, The secrets are all there. With your kiss and Samuel’s wish, Flowers everywhere.” Paul looked up from his infoPaper and watched, bemused, as the children sang the nursery rhyme he knew so well since childhood. It had been sung the discovery of the V21 virus and the subsequent birth of New Dawn—a government plan to protect and ensure the safety of the survivors. According to his father and grandfather, the time before New Dawn was a era of interaction, family, love and intimacy. Unfortunately, those were the key conditions that led to the spread of the communicable disease. Worldwide, it claimed nearly six billion lives in 2182, almost three-quarters of the population.
By Mark R. Cieslak5 years ago in Fiction
Room 111
I never understood how it could get this bad. It's 2090 and the streets are still filled with trash and debris, the sounds of constant metal clanking in the distance, and don't get me started on the air. The worst part of it all is the loneliness. My mother always warned me that it's safer to go alone. "Less noise, fewer people to worry about, and you can move faster" she used to say. But I'm 17 for god sake and I don't even know where I'm going. Not to mention having more people with me would make things easier. I'd have more protection and I wouldn't have to talk to myself like I'm doing right now.
By ASANTEIVY5 years ago in Fiction
The Last Piece Of Cheese
Starving to death will be the last thing I do on this miserable planet. Even though I am the chief neurosurgeon at my hospital and was about to do a clinical trial on a new treatment for multiple sclerosis, that knowledge will die with me.
By Daphne Hughes5 years ago in Fiction
The Others
“Mara is turning 18 years old today”, Haylee thought as she filled their water jugs from the river next to their home to go water the animals.
By Kara Riley5 years ago in Fiction
The Buzzard Star
There were a million rules when it came to jetpacks, but the first one was very simple: Never fly into a thunderstorm. In his younger days, Orin had been good at following the rules, but now, as he soared into the dark clouds, he knew there was no turning back.
By Wilbert Turner III5 years ago in Fiction
Newtons Cradle
If I could promise you the world gets better in the future, I would. Unfortunately, I cannot promise that because I would be lying. My name is Nola, and the year is 2836. The world as you knew it has been destroyed and mostly abandoned. The only ones inhabiting Earth now are the last of the full-blooded human race… That is roughly about 82,000 humans left completely in the whole universe. About 30 minutes ago the Galactic army took 20,000 of them to be used as lab rats… but what they do not know is My team and I have rescued 6,000 of them and placed them on a secure smaller planet outside this solar system, in hopes they never find them. I wish we could save more, losing them is like losing a part of myself but unfortunately it is very dangerous, caught escorting humans out of earth is a death sentence… Literally…
By Haley Reich5 years ago in Fiction