Sci Fi

Rebirth
Chapter One Using a telescope, during the right time of year, human beings can see the outline of the planet Saturn. It’s gleaming rings seem to sparkle in the suns light. No one could have guessed that when Saturn was first discovered that it’s rings would actually be made up of trillions of ice and rock crystals. Some of these objects were no bigger than a basketball, while some were more massive than a school bus. But through the evolution of science, human beings learned of the particles in the rings and that knowledge advanced their theories on gravity and orbital debris. Little did they know that there were much more objects in the rings than rocks and ice. Right now a constitutional class star cruiser was using Saturn’s rings to mask their signature from earth’s mightiest telescopes. In fact, humans would be shocked to know just how many ships wandered this region of the galaxy without their knowledge.
By Kipp Martines4 years ago in Fiction
The Adventures Of Cyruss Skull
As it was written, the portents of his birth were witnessed across The Nine Great Galaxies. The Galpharidon returned to the rim of The Golden Galaxy after millennia in the void, in the farthest reaches of The Red Galaxy, above a planet named Voriancor, The Rangers Of The Star Elan stood against a fleet of United Intergalactic Consortium and decimated them, despite being vastly outnumbered, The Skellerites vanished from Galaxy Fractum and the ancient Mass Relays of The Courzai were discovered scattered throughout The Nine and beyond. Immediately after news of these portents had been disseminated, the believers, and a few nonbelievers, began their search for the being described only as “The Boy”.
By Carl Carter4 years ago in Fiction
The Archivist
When our shuttle landed on the floating pad that had been prepared for us near the anomaly, I was woefully unprepared for how thick the ocean air would be when the door opened. Usually, there was more time to adjust to the climate of a new planet. With locus travel within the Tapestry, everything went much faster, for unfamiliar planets we get inoculations on arrival, then spend a few days to a few weeks in quarantine in order to limit our exposure and transmission of pathogens. And it is generally standard practice to slowly acclimate anima to the new climatology while in quarantine. Arriving by ship, we had plenty of time to receive what information we needed to synthesize all immunizations necessary and had already been quarantined long enough to protect the colonists, so we get the pleasure of the shock of thick humid air after so much time in the dryness of a ship.
By JN4 years ago in Fiction
Sgt Zombie
Chapter 1 August 1943 Sitting against a cracked plaster wall, Corporal Samuel Israel braced for another impact.
By Kipp Martines4 years ago in Fiction
One And Many
The night was slowly setting by the side of the old mountain. Thousands of giant, red-leafed trees eagerly sucked in the remaining light through their tiny invisible mouths. Autumn’s cold touch had also brought in a milky white mist that covered the river valley between the mountains.
By Mircea Andronescu4 years ago in Fiction
Murder (Or Justice) at The Lincoln Motel
“Fuck.” There’s dry blood stained down the front of his shirt. Little to indicate whether it’s his own or someone else’s, but it doesn’t feel like he’s bleeding. Every muscle in his body burns in protest as he forces himself out of the vehicle. The leather doesn’t make a suitable bed, but at least he’s in his own driveway this time.
By Tia Foisy4 years ago in Fiction
Davy, Who Couldn't Finish Anything
And he was in the principal’s office. Strange offices principals had there – strikingly orange furniture with mostly sky blue accents. Even the carpet. As if the interior designer fashioned Gulf Livery into an architectural style, turned up the Mid Century to eleven.
By Craig Messenger4 years ago in Fiction
I Awaken Part 1.
I awaken. Through a lens, I see three figures: humans, creatures native to earth. “Hello,” one of the humans said to me.
By PJack4 years ago in Fiction
Digital Souls
Life is a funny thing. Since the dawn of time, organisms have been changing and evolving towards a new unknown form. A race towards a still unimagined contrivance. For the multitude of beings that walked our planet a million years ago, survival turn out to be their only imperative. As life divided into many species and developed new goals beyond subsistence, they began to question their existence: Who am I? What am I? What is my purpose? Survival just wasn’t enough. A million years later, one species sought more from their actuality. We, as the dominate form of life, began to progress into new realms of reality.
By Kipp Martines4 years ago in Fiction
SEARCHER. V+ Fiction Award Winner.
Adam couldn’t breathe. His mobility was also limited, and the laminate film that was usually in the process of receding when he woke was still wrapped tightly around his body. He could see however, and slowly realized his predicament. Adam had reactivated in this metal and glass tube countless times, systematically roused to either conduct his assigned assessments or address whatever conundrum the ships automatons couldn’t handle.
By Daniel D'Agustino4 years ago in Fiction
Legendary Battles!!
A mother and a father, who are far beyond the genius level in both science and invention, use their advanced knowledge to look into Earths' future and what they see is the annihilation of the human race.
By Sean Sullivan4 years ago in Fiction
An Ocean of Stars
Nothing was entertaining about Space Industries or the content they felt necessary to teach. A program in which individuals specialized in certain fields such as navigation, proper handling of hyper-driven equipment, and piloting, became a sort of galactic sailor out in the open, naked space that encompassed us, on the planet Ondaria. It was - if nothing else - ordinary. Watching Professor Mckulkin pace from one end of the classroom to the other was making me dizzy, although they strongly advise against motion sickness of any kind before enlisting.
By Aiero Hanson4 years ago in Fiction