Sci Fi

November Pain
It’s Thursday again. I know it’s Thursday because the view is always the same on Thursday. As I stand here on this rocky cliff overlooking the valley, to my right I see the Appalachian Mountains, green, lush and full of beauty and life. To my left, scorched earth, burning trees and craters the size of a football field from when they fired their artillery on us.
By Jared Dadey5 years ago in Fiction
Happy Birthday, Kenz
“We’re almost there, Kenzie,” said Jana as she looked across the desolated wreckage of her old neighborhood. Lifting her hooded head, Kenzie glanced at the piles of rubble briefly and then turned warily back to Jana. With her bandana and goggles on, Jana couldn’t exactly read her little sister much; and anymore, she felt like they were growing apart. Kenzie hadn’t said much since the bombs had dropped.
By Anthony Crutcher5 years ago in Fiction
Extinction
All I knew in those moments were the smell of gunpowder, the burning of acrid smoke, and a red blur in front of me. Paint? Blood? It shifted and through the raining dirt, I could see a fox. The first living creature id seen in years……… and it was dying. Its fur was matted with blood and scorches in places from the blast, as it convulsed in pain. The worst thing though was that as far as I could see there didn't appear to be another fox in sight, It was alone. Its paw weakly touched my chest, the first living thing to touch me in forever.
By James Whaley5 years ago in Fiction
Lost and Found
Do you believe a place has a spirit? I always thought it was nonsense. But now? Now there are so few places left. Alone, in the darkness of the old radar station, I can feel the press of them – spirits of houses, streets, cities with nowhere left to go, all vying for possession of this concrete relic.
By Debbie Bambrick5 years ago in Fiction
A Shelter in the Storm
My eyes are closed, but I am awake, listening to the sound of sobs fill the makeshift shelter. There is a sick comfort in the sound, familiarity from the nightly sound. Everyone cries when they first arrive. My own first few nights after the storms, I did nothing but cry. The place was too new, the loss too great. We had been warned for years our ways as humans would lead to the downfall of the human race. It led to far more destruction than we ever expected.
By Elizabeth Corbitt5 years ago in Fiction
Days of Future Past
The world had become so different from the beautiful Garden of Eden that was once called Earth. Unbounded carbon emissions destroyed the ozone, and polluted our world. Some demanded we stop the contamination before irreparable damage was done, but all the greedy, self-interested naysayers in power denied what was happening. And then it became too late. The ice caps melted and flooded the coasts, the surface temperature rose, and drought took over where there was once green fertile land. It had been almost 20 years since the the Great Rising, and much of what was once lush and abundant now only survived on preserves, farm lands, and at the homes of the Rich.
By Janet Freedland5 years ago in Fiction
Hearts of Defiance and Hope
Blight and infertility had nearly consumed the world, leaving behind a bleak landscape. Only the mysticisms of the Magistoria could slow the encroaching rot. A rot that could not reach them in their elevated, dome-protected cities. Down below, most people focused on surviving and allowed the mystics to handle the blight. That information was as immutable as gravity and just as unquestionable.
By S.W. Tredwell5 years ago in Fiction
Vortex:HEROS
The world’s media is abuzz at the new discovery at the scientific corporation Rift Technologies, commonly known as Riftec. This has the potential to be exactly the solution to some of the energy issues. Riftec’s headquarters is located in Tokyo, Japan. Word of their discovery has attracted many investors, military and civilian alike. The day of the demonstration has arrived, and all of the investors gather at the showcase. They enter into a long room with a large drill like device on the other side.
By Bobby Sliko5 years ago in Fiction
Petrichor
When I was little I heard stories about a world different of my own. A world of cerulean blue skies, and cumulus white clouds. The “Earth”, as they called my planet, was covered in green grass and trees. The velvet night skies were decorated with stars. But that was then, before the evasion.
By Ismaray5 years ago in Fiction
Quest of the Heartman
The Quest of Heartman In the year 2066 humanity’s lust for technological advancement and entertainment reached a breaking point. With the creation of the world’s 419th streaming service the human race was brought to a stand still. Society was halted as the world was overwhelmed with so many options people could no longer decide what to watch. Businesses, schools, and churches were left completely vacant as people stayed inside glued to their couches endlessly scrolling through various streaming services unable to make a decision on what to watch. This event became known to the survivors as the Big Stop. As humanity sat idle in it’s perpetual search for a decent movie or show the world they built began to crumble around them until nothing was left but a decrepit shell. I now walk the empty cities of this abandoned earth as one of the few survivors of the big stop. I am John Heartman and this is my quest.
By Maddogg5 years ago in Fiction
Underground Railroad
I keep my head down, eyes on the cobblestones as I cross the street. The sidewalks are filled with people making their way home, cars sitting bumper to bumper in the narrow roads. I'm trying to look natural, to not draw attention to myself. Isn't that always the way? The more you don't want to be noticed, the more awkward and noticeable you become. Are my arms swinging too much? How do I normally walk?
By RK Nolan5 years ago in Fiction
A.I(爱)
A.I(爱) By Matthew Margrave Fish was an undesirable person, It wasn't that she was unpleasant or dull, she just was hard to figure out, as children of The-Decay tend to be. When she was found, she had zero genetic matches in Ai's system. Her parents were Off-Gridders in The Decay. They found they were unable to care for their precious newborn, so they abandoned her not far from the nearest Oasis. This was the story often told for undesirables like Fish. Ai, in her calculated love, would not want Off-Gridders to be seen as unsympathetic monsters, but their actions must be known to be misguided despite pure intentions. A couple leaving their child somewhere where they'd have a chance becomes the optimal narrative.
By Matthew Margrave5 years ago in Fiction