Microfiction

The Artist
The first time Vinnie knew he was different was when he was 7. Drawing was always Vinnie's specialty, one night he drew a small UFO, a perfectly circular disc with a bubble atop the centre. Inside was an alien waving, as the ship was beaming up a sheep - he thought a person would be difficult, and a horse or cow seemed too big. The very next day, Vinnie was out on a walk with his family, in the distance, off to his right over a field, Vinnie saw the exact same UFO he'd drawn the day before, and it was beaming up a sheep.
By Liam Stormabout a year ago in Fiction
Inevitable annoyance for all mankind
In the first week of July 3034, seven children were born, each with superpowers. Tuesday, the first-born, pain in the ass, could bring people back from the dead. Brought grandma around for Mums 40th birthday. No present since has matched.
By MikMacMeerkatabout a year ago in Fiction
Fused
All over the world, children have been acquiring random superpowers they cannot control. It's been an entire month, and the world is in chaos. It's being called "The Superhuman Epidemic," and the leaders of the world have executed a kill order on all super-abled children. However, it's not easy killing a child with bulletproof skin, and a lot of adults (especially those with children of their own) cannot morally allow the slaughter of human children, regardless of their "unnatural powers." A worldwide civil war has broken out between the supporters of the genocide and the super-abled children with their allies.
By Dylan about a year ago in Fiction
Siren. Content Warning.
A large boy pushed Simon down to the ground, his elbows struck the hard concrete of the school playground. He felt the sting of skin being torn immediately, but could do nothing but look up at the bully now standing over him laughing.
By Savannah K. Wilsonabout a year ago in Fiction
FREDDY CECIL MIGHT BECOME A HERO
Freddy wakes up, mouth dry and tongue feeling swollen. "Guess I drank too much at the lake yesterday," he mumbles, mushmouthed.
By Aaron Morrisonabout a year ago in Fiction
Smoking Bullets
It's a late night for the Smith family, sitting around the campfire without a word. In the past few weeks, children all over the world have been acquiring superpowers at random, without control.
By Dylan about a year ago in Fiction
A new job in the big city
I came to this town to do a job and keep my head down. Sure, there is plenty of excitement here, if that’s what you’re looking for. I wasn’t.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Fiction
The Hunt
The dragon looms over me. It's reptilian stink is almost solid and makes my eyes water. It's breath feels burning hot on my skin. I think maybe some of what I smell is my own hair getting singed. I am completely helpless. Why doesn't it kill me?
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Rox Kasker
Boston Rox Kasker braced himself for impact as he fell fifty feet from the giant oak tree in the heart of the Boston Common. The branch he was standing on wasn’t as strong as he assumed it was, snapping under the weight of his two hundred twenty pound frame.
By Kale Sinclairabout a year ago in Fiction
Becoming Urania
The plan to destroy the tower was intricate and fraught with peril. Stacy Mendez - former right-hand to the man who wanted to be god- had to bypass layers of security and countermeasures. Every step she took was calculated, every move deliberate. Her heart raced as she planted explosives around the critical nodes of the tower’s infrastructure. She was acutely aware of the stakes—destroying the tower was not just about stopping Argo’s reign of control but also about restoring the freedom that had been so insidiously undermined.
By Karina Thyraabout a year ago in Fiction
The Cost of Freedom
Stacy Mendez stood before Kenrick "Argo" Kemp, her heart heavy with the weight of what she knew she had to do. Kenrick, once her ally and lover, had gone too far. He believed that by eliminating the weak and ensuring only the brightest would survive, he was doing mankind a favor. "What you're doing isn't fair, Kenrick," Stacy said, her voice trembling. "You’ve brainwashed people, used evil propaganda, and experimented on innocent lives."
By Karina Thyraabout a year ago in Fiction
Powers
You wake up the day before your 18th birthday feeling different. You have heard stories all your life that you are different. The story you always heard was that on your 18th birthday your special ability would be revealed.
By Jeremy Whiteabout a year ago in Fiction