Sci Fi

Dear Diary
DAY 1 Things were super heavy yesterday when they started sounding the alarms. I was unaware of the chaos when it began, and it really came through like a tornado. Psychics and the like have been predicting this for a while now. Few people really took it seriously, and the ones that did still made jokes about it. But either way, here we are and the world is forever changed now.
By Ari Asha Love5 years ago in Fiction
For the Love of Twilight
Shades sat quietly waiting for the guards to pass by, they were clumsy in their heavy suits, he had out run them many times. His tunnel was hidden, the twisted metal frame of the old bike hid the door. Outside was desolation, the landscape barren and burnt, the war had destroyed almost every dwelling within a hundred miles. Shades had heard that there was nothing better beyond that. He looked down at the small bundle that had been placed inside the capsule he had found just inside his door. He was shocked to know that someone knew how to open his door, and that it was even there to open.
By Gayle5 years ago in Fiction
Bonnie, Clyde, and the Last Girl on Earth
*My entry for the "Doomsday Diary" Challenge I’m walking on a dirt trail, when I hear a rabbit crash through a nearby bush. I pause and whip my head towards the noise, bow raised, ready to shoot. The two dead rabbits that are hanging from my belt bop around in a sort of morbid protest. I can hear my heart pounding in my ears as adrenaline rushes through my body. The rabbit darts out of the bushes as I take a step towards it, and let an arrow fly from my bow. I hear the ‘thunk’ of the arrow finding its mark. As I go to collect my kill, my foot lands on a pile of wet leaves. I twist and fall to the side, landing hard on my shoulder. A loud pop breaks the silence of the forest, and a searing pain immediately starts radiating around my collar bone.
By Amy Writes5 years ago in Fiction
The Restoration
A tunnel stood before him - ancient, crumbling, and overgrown with thick, fuzzy green vines. The old robot stepped forward and peered into the passageway. It was dark and humid; cobwebs dangled from the ceiling and sour-smelling peat carpeted the ground. Not far in the distance, he could see a faint light marking the end of the path - it wasn’t as long as he had remembered.
By Leah Bodenhamer5 years ago in Fiction
The Wandering Heart
Chioma loved the Darktime most. Sailing unseen through the sunken city, all along Shaftesbury Stream or The Strand. Now and again the smog would clear and she’d sail through stars and her own reflections. Obi would be curled asleep, swaddled safe in his lifejacket and his dreams.
By Rosanna Lowe5 years ago in Fiction
There She Is, Miss America
Sandy stared at her right thigh, how it was slightly larger than her left. Jimmy used to laugh at her “deformity” when they were kids back in Reno. Even then, she already had a big crush on him, even though it would take a few years before he had matured to know what women wanted to hear behind closed doors.
By Will Coronel5 years ago in Fiction
Medi
Medi awoke to a blue sky. There was a peaceful breeze. A flock of birds flew overhead. He tried to look around. Concrete obscured his view. Broken chunks of wall and ceiling. The building had collapsed. He was lying on his back.
By R. Konstantin5 years ago in Fiction
The Omega-Alpha Event
The Omega-Alpha Event By Brenda Bell Dear Whomever, We apologize if our wording is not good, or if our terminology is ambiguously intractable. We will strive to be as precise as we can in our communication, but while our Speech-To-Transmission Translators have proven to be impressively accurate in our current world testing, this letter you are receiving is our first attempt at reaching any creatures from the previous world. We hope we can be understood in our attempts to reach out beyond our locality. We should probably start by explaining a bit about who we are…but, before that would possibly make sense to you, we should start with how we came to be from where you are (at least, from our understanding).
By Brenda Bell5 years ago in Fiction
heartbreakers
Arriving downtown, its bright neon lights making her eyes squint, Ty ducks into a nearby bar. She slides into a stool at the marble counter, holding her heart-shaped locket in her hand. Her Father had given this to her when she was younger, before he died, it was her only item from her past that she had, before she found this rebellion ring. She brought up the hologram of her target from her watch. She’d been ordered from Lady Seoul to get information from someone with ties to the Emperor’s castle. Looking around, she spots a man similar to the picture that was slowly spinning above her wrist. She prepares herself by taking a couple shots as he approaches her.
By Maya Stehmeier5 years ago in Fiction
All-Natural
“Dent! Hurry your Ass!” Barked the commander in her usual gritty, greasy, dive bar tone. It always left me feeling like she could have led a biker gang on Old Earth,
By Temple Dent5 years ago in Fiction
Out There Pt 1
He just kissed me. Damn it! How many months have I been trying to avoid this exact situation? And yet here I am, getting kissed by the man of my dreams.
By L.P. Masters5 years ago in Fiction
#KidCovid
“The Lord was born under a star but my baby was born under a hashtag.” My Mother used to tell me that with half a smile. She said I didn’t cry when I was born, I just wheezed. My eyes sealed shut, I was oblivious to the fact that my barely three pound body was to be the single greatest nexus of digital fury and speculation since 9/11.
By Maxwell Cody5 years ago in Fiction