Sci Fi

Anastasia 22-8-93
Two hands, two feet, ten fingers, ten toes. Shh, quiet… What is that noise? My heart. Wait…my heart? Why is this… thing in my chest beating harder, faster?
By stasdee5 years ago in Fiction
The Final Boarding Procedure
The Final Boarding Procedure K drank the medicine and lay back on the operating table. This was it. The end of individual human self-determination. It was the only option left now, for anyone who wanted to escape from what Earth had become.
By David Allport5 years ago in Fiction
The Great Immortal
“An escape artist?” “Yep.” “In Silva?” “Yep.” “How does one make a living as an escape artist in Silva?” “One is very good at what they do.”
By A5 years ago in Fiction
Aphelion
There is no hiding from the Moonwatchers, no one could ascertain how they maintained all-knowing eyes, but they knew it was not safe at night—when the moon bares all in the darkness. The only man, albeit a legend, eludes the moonlight. He gave the Moon chase; they called him Tinimin.
By Nikhaule Atkinson5 years ago in Fiction
Glitch
“Whoa, you disconnected hard for a second there,” a concerned voice said, as he felt himself being lowered into a soft armchair. “Easy bud, you still with us?”
By Mianya5 years ago in Fiction
Death in the Simulatorium
I walk in a half-skip, racing the cars, then barrel full-hog down the sidewalk. “What a day to be alive!” I grab the shoulders of a sullen stranger and shake. He protests, I release him. I chase him with my words.
By J.T. Kelleher5 years ago in Fiction
Old Doors
The things you hold on to are important. I’d had a very long time to think about that. It was that feeling that kept my knuckles white as they gripped the sleek, plastic relic in my hand as I stared along its barrel. Well, my knuckles would have been white if they were still knuckles. I had found this thing a ways back on the road and, as you can see, I was starting to get attached.
By Aaron Senese5 years ago in Fiction
Blue Rain
It started with the blue rain. We had been so worried about acid rain, but then it started to rain in big, beautiful blue plops. They didn’t sting at all.
By Zephyr Zywick5 years ago in Fiction
The Light We Leave
It began with the pandemic of 2020 spreading its tendrils into the years to follow. Lock-down never lifted, because the virus never left. Or so the world had been told. Tensions in America only grew more intense, and in the following years, the country split right down the middle. At this time, the world was rife with a growing number of compounding problems. Plants and animal species began dying off inexplicably in droves. An extinction event, some whispered. Famine and drought soon followed, and a once-civilized planet plunged quickly into frothing mobs of fear and misdirected panic. The society that had been so well put together began to fall apart at the seams.
By Halcyon5 years ago in Fiction
Monarch
“Monarch” by Lauren Ptolemy The Bird flew over the debris of what was once the city of Los Angeles. From a 21st century perspective, this wasteland looked nothing like Earth, let alone the City of Angels. The land was littered with bones and metal; clouds of chemicals floated all around The Bird. The much anticipated Singularity had come in 2049, however, humans experienced many unforeseen problems in the merging of mankind and technology.
By Lauren Ptolemy5 years ago in Fiction
Timeshare
Valdez was pulling so much OT he hadn't seen the sun in a month. Not that you could see anything through the smoky firmament which hung permanent across the sky like dirty cotton. But even a sagging horizon was better than the monolithic roofscape, stretching so far you forgot you were inside.
By Oliver Coulter5 years ago in Fiction
Heartward
“You’re staring again.” “Hmm?” Kormeu was only half paying attention, absentmindedly twisting a copper wire around a magnet- though, of course, electricity no longer flowed through the coil.
By Josef Kahn5 years ago in Fiction