Sci Fi
Initiation Day
Listening to the radio on my way to pick up a delivery that was left somewhere else instead of my house rushing always to get to one point or the other. I could hear some static and some news about that the world ending, of course we here that all the time but this time it was so different if had the whole world on stand by like paused no one was moving all of a sudden I can hear horns and people parking on the side of the road and some getting off their cars. This is happening right in front of me almost got hit so I slow down could not hear anything on the radio at all. Right beside as I parked I see a couple I get down and walked up to them and asked, what is going on they looked very confused as they turn around and look at me.
By Marian Cavazos 4 years ago in Fiction
The Moons Of Troponin
No matter how many times he peered at his screen it never changed, over and over he ran the loop back, it never changed. From out of nowhere, it appeared, like a gigantic mouth opening up inside the cavernous walls of the old mineshaft, but how could this be? He scratched his head messing up his hideous combover which he attempted to hide his balding scalp. It was impossible for this monstrous cave to have appeared, there were no tremors associated with the opening, nothing that set off alarms, no warnings to alert staff or security; simply put, this was impossible! Yet, as he continued watching the recording, it was evident, the massive granite walls of the mineshaft opened like an enormous carnivorous mouth, complete with jutting stalactites that appeared as jutting canine teeth. As impossible as all of this was, he continued to observe the footage on his massive computer screen on his enormous desk, there was no doubt, something was leaving the cave. Nothing more than a wisp of smoke, or a blurred shadow; it appeared for an instant and then as though carried away by the wind, it was gone. The hairs on the back of his neck bristled as he played the image over and over, looking for clues to decipher what he was witnessing.
By Steve Anderson4 years ago in Fiction
Wildflower, Chapter Two
“Mini-Flash Robin. Would you rather I wrote it on that bit of wall beside you, instead of the blackboard?” Neetra taught that class once or twice a week, as everyone had to do a little filling-in with several of Nottingham’s senior players away on Joe’s business-trip. It wasn’t as if Mini-Flash Robin was even that bad a student, but lately all Neetra had seen of him was the back of his head. As soon as she said his name he whirled round, looking flushed and flurried. Tearing his gaze from that garment on its peg seemed to take more out of him every time.
By Doc Sherwood4 years ago in Fiction
Wildflower, Chapter Three
Next heartbeat a burst of yellow light brought Neetra to the last destination Scientooth would likely have expected. It was one of her favourite places in Nottingham, and she regretted there was no time to enjoy it properly now. On the other hand she was lucky Joe was away, because that meant she’d been planning to do so and had already set the room up in readiness.
By Doc Sherwood4 years ago in Fiction
Wildflower, Chapter Four
So much for swine. But speaking of sending people out of the country, Neetra had ground to make up. She and Mini-Flash Juniper faced each other over a strip of shore. The miracle of Neetra’s magic mud was that after working its wonders it slipped from skin without leaving so much as a smudge, so she was clean as could be and smelled great for her interview even if it was the first one she’d officiated thus. Her interviewee however seemed to have taken one look at the panel and started getting ready herself. The boots were already off, and the tunic was next. Less than a minute ago Neetra would have thought her job done, because Mini-Flash Juniper was preparing to leave.
By Doc Sherwood4 years ago in Fiction
The Other Car
I came down the stairs from the sports club and saw two identical cars. This surprised me, because only one of the cars was mine. I owned only a single car, no one else in the family had a car, and in fact I had driven here in that one car -- a Prius hybrid I had bought about a year ago.
By Paul Levinson4 years ago in Fiction
Life as a light worker/warrior
hi my name is Richard mark Lewis and I am an astral warrior by trade for the light of the universe and beyond, I have led a colourful life on this planet so far broken a few hearts and had mine literally shattered on many occasion's ,but i always had a weird feeling about oneself I've never really fitted in with mainstream society, I always felt lost as a young boy and never felt capable of being or doing anything , this carried on into my teenage years when I used to be bullied for wearing glasses, I then turned myself quite remarkedly into a 19 stone actual machine through dedicated hard work with my cousin Christopher Protheroe i used to do 1000 ab crunches daily religiously and I am proud of the way I turned out considering the amount of hardcore partying we all used to do going out on thursday night and coming home on sunday or monday morning ready for work, ever since i can remember I used to have dreams that I could fly and I was killing monsterous beasts from such a young age its surreal to imagine that all the things that used t0 go on in ones mind, I then went on to be diagnosed skitzophrenic by the mental health board after attending the local mental assylum for 9 days i was allowed to leave at my own free will, I then found out which I wrote in my previous story that I had a real life demon attached to me for i dont know how long crazy how all the things you were scared of as a youngster turned out to be true, even crazier that my close cousin Gary whom I got 100 percent respect for the job hes doing for the light got rid if it in just a few magic words, I instantly felt better and finally realised that the voice in my head was im sure down to that beast, amongst my subconcious mind chatter of course, I'm a firm believer in the creator of all that is , and I am also a firm believer of the archangelic realms that are constantly looking over and about us all, they deserve a medal for the work they do for the planet earth and all the other ascended masters and every single being that helps to save this earth plain as its such an important part of the solar system, I'm still in the learning stages of becoming who I am meant to become, I have been knocked down so many times but come back stronger and stronger each time I just love a challenge and taking risks is my motto, I've learned a massive lot about myself the last year or so that u could literally write a book about just the last year nevermind the rest of my chaotic lifespan on this earth, im 1 million percent sure that its all going to work out good in the end after this whole pandemic buisness dissapears from our lives for good just hope that any other wicked minded personas think twice before they decide to ruin the good peoples lives on this beloved plain I've got a big huge task ahead of oneself in the near future I will obviously be writing another chapter when I finally find out what it is I've finally got to do for the planet and beyond through my meditation sessions I've got to thank opheana & sikaal for their outstanding contribuition to helping me discover what part if the puzzle piece I'm here to be, also melanie beckler she's and absolute treasure, i also want to personally thank my beloved archangel haniel for being here for me, plus Michael and all the others for there amazing lightwork they do to help the planet earth a nice place to be in and reside in once more, many thanks if you have taken time out of your lives to read my story one of many ive got inside my head and heart regards Richard Mark Lewis
By Rich Lewis4 years ago in Fiction
