Sci Fi
Omnistorm
Omnistorm Over 200 years ago, climate change on the earth had grown so out of control that it had a direct impact on daily life. The summers grew hotter and the winters grew colder, eventually, it grew so erratic that the days would be miserably hot and the nights would freeze everything over. The shoreline crept inward every day, sinking parts of cities due to the global temperature fluctuation. And the storms would rage for weeks leaving major drought spells in between them. The world was becoming inhabitable, until one day a company called "Majestech" built a station around the planet called "Freyr". The station existed as a ring around the Earth, similar to the asteroid rings around other planets, but this station could control the weather. Freyr calmed the symptoms of climate change and progressively made the world more hospitable. Flaunting the power of the machine, they could near-instantaneously change the weather from a harsh storm to a bright and clear day and broadcast the changes on all news channels, even to the colonies on Mars and Luna. The world seemed almost normal again. Until one day, the great machine malfunctioned and unleashed a devastating storm upon the planet. The surface quaked and civilization was crushed under the oppressive power of a storm that was a concoction of every storm ever witnessed, We called it, the Omnistorm.
By Caleb Permenter5 years ago in Fiction
Father of All
As Kori dragged her father up an exit ramp and into the city, she noticed the silence. It wasn't the same ominous silence that had followed them on the journey here. Rather, it was a peaceful silence, occasionally punctuated by the call of a bird or the chirp of a cricket. They had made it.
By Samuel Lenz5 years ago in Fiction
thief
VJ put his back against the cement wall, closed his eyes, and pushed all the air out of his lungs. He’d been gulping breath on top of breath until he felt like he was going to pop. The few cans he had managed to trade for were slowing him down; they were too heavy to keep up with them, so he kicked his bag into one of the crevices of the crumbling wall and covered it with a piece of dirtied glass. The remaining shards crunched as he peeked around the corner and started stacking breaths again until he saw the girl who was holding the man’s hand come out between the market stalls; then all the air came out in one big whoosh. They were disappearing down the next aisle and VJ bolted to the other side to intercept them.
By Monica S Wilson5 years ago in Fiction
The Heart-Shaped Locket
It is the Year of our Lord 2235, we just survived what scientists and astronomers has deemed as "God's cure" for the Earth's over-population problem and excessive gross misconduct...a meteor shower like that in which happened in Sodom and Gomorrah, except on a global scale. However, this batch of meteors came from a sector of space where it was considered the "Dead Zone" because no life seems to make it beyond this zone, a zone much like what we called here on earth the "Bermuda Triangle" where countless planes and ships have vanished after entering the area to never be heard from again. These meteors from the "Dead Zone" would prove to be more deadly than any falling meteors and asteroids to ever hit the earth because what was discovered hidden within them not to mention the sheer size of some of them, some as large as a cow. You see, as the meteors started entering the Earth's atmosphere, the outer layer is burned as it heads towards earth and usually lands somewhere such as in the desert where it remains dormant. However, until now we never ventured to find out what happens if it made contact with water until it was infecting us all because we didn't know what was hidden underneath the surface of the outer layer of the meteorite that when exposed to water and evaporates causes spores to become airborne and anyone who inhaled or any water source that it came in contact with would only cause the spores to germinate, such as in your eyes and mouth areas in which are usually wet...it feeds on the nutrients and irons contained in the fluids we have in our bodies. So as we perspire as in exercise, these unseen spores would attach itself to our sweat and enter into our bodies within our pores accelerating its growth rate in which it takes over the host. Eventually, the host dies of what seems to be a new strain of the flu having accelerated flu-like symptoms unlike any strain that ever existed in human history. So deadly this strain is that causes the host to begin to lose sight within a few days of exposure, next the sense of smell then that of taste. Eventually, the host dies due to no cure for this unknown virus.
By Charles Johnson, Jr5 years ago in Fiction
Galactic Guide To Gospel Missions
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By Benjamin K. Lucas5 years ago in Fiction
The Fall
The fall came without a warning. No wave of cataclysmic disasters to forecast the outcome. No prophets of woe stating the end was nigh. No politicians promising hope and a solution. It all happened in the proverbial blink of an eye. People went to sleep one night and when they awoke - the ones that awoke that is - the world was different.
By Sophie Jackson5 years ago in Fiction
Aftershock
I hid around the corner of the abandoned mansion, my chest pounding against the heart shaped locket that hung around my neck. I could hear the clicking noises coming from the creatures in the distance. The heat from my breath filled my gas mask and made my brow bone bead with sweat. My black hair clung to my throat in clumps. It felt like I had been running for years, although I had only run a half mile. Sidling with my back against the wall, I held my breath and peered around the corner to my right.
By Zoe Rene Gordon5 years ago in Fiction
The Game Changer
Mina stood on a mound of rubble looking towards the overgrown structures strangled with vines and algae. She stared off in the direction of the refraction of light that caught her eye. She must inspect. With no sun visible …. a reflection, of what? what could it be, and why?
By Pia Alexandra5 years ago in Fiction
