Sci Fi
The Great Undoing
Today is the day, the day that we have all been waiting for, for today is the day that we finally get to leave the only home we have ever known to see the world of our mother and father. This world has been unreachable, from us as mother and father sealed us away in this capsule until a time that they knew we would once again be safe in their world renewed.
By Timothy J Wolfe5 years ago in Fiction
Daughter
The two bodies appeared intact, which was the first thing that made Professor Sekh frown in thought. The drill had been grinding through solid granite, far below where there should have been an end to solid granite and a beginning to basalt. Then the drill had broken through into a much less dense layer of rock, and the sudden movement should have pulverised the two forms, not wrapped them like spaghetti around the workings of the drill head and shaft.
By Michele Holly5 years ago in Fiction
Hello Darlin, Goodbye
May 11th, 2043 4:24 PM A single lightbulb, dusty as your grandmother's attic, suspended in pale illumination like the orange glow of the harvest moon, dancing to the rhythm of the fan. She must have counted those rotations a thousand times, catching a word or two from whatever damn Republic jargon that was playing on the static ridden tv in the corner every so often, as the three dollar whiskey ran in circles with the blades while she unconsciously stirred the cracked Jack Daniels glass She'd stolen from Pops before the war.
By Eric Hayes5 years ago in Fiction
Alphas
Observing the open ground through the dense ferns, the track still looked clear, instinct was keeping me from moving as well as the stiffness in my legs. I’d been here for what felt like an age but being discovered so close to Whitehaven would cost me my life.
By K. Bensley5 years ago in Fiction
The Legendary City of Fulfillment
On Friday, January 14th, 2029, at 4:47pm, twenty boxes from the SweetArts4SweetHearts.globe Jewelry Company arrived at the AmGle Central Fulfillment Center forty minutes west of Bakersfield, CA near the I-5 freeway. These boxes contained all ten thousand of SA4SH.globe’s newest style of 14k gold-plated heart-shaped lockets. The shipment was placed on a paddock in a small corner of the enormous facility in preparation for SweetArts’ Annual Valentines Day Sale which was scheduled to commence Monday morning.
By James Smith5 years ago in Fiction
Dystopian Heart
Dystopian Heart By Tammy Annette Tyann crawled toward the chirping. How many seconds had it been? Maybe fifteen. She didn't think she had lost consciousness from the fall, but the sonic hit had definitely knocked the wind out of her. There! It had fallen over the edge of the catwalk, but luckily had caught on the grate. It hung there, catching a glint of moonlight, with the small flashing blue light keeping tempo with each of it's little chirps. She stretched and caught the cool metal in her hand. Tyann sighed in relief, as she held the heart shaped locket to her beating chest. She loved how Ziggy had chosen a romantic token, to encase the technology that would keep her safe. It only disabled them for just under a minute, but oh, was that minute precious. The red proximity light activated at thirty yards. Tyann discovered the hard way, that their range reached much farther, hence the blast she just took. Feeling grateful, she patted her protective vest Ziggy had made her. How he had laughed as he named it the, "Zesty." The brief smile left her face as the locket quieted, and on que, she could hear the faint metallic whirring of her pursuer waking up.
By Tammy Annette5 years ago in Fiction
The Keys Prison
Deep, dark, devoured, in this hole. My hole, a part of me, yet absent, wanting of something. Needing of something: A man. But years of hurt and mistrust from many men had left hatred on my heart. Why is it that the things we hate the most are often times the things we feel we must have? I need to feel whole.
By Heather Valdez5 years ago in Fiction
More at 11
Production Name: WJKB2-TV 2 Detroit Recording Date: Monday November 14th, 1988 “Good Evening from our broadcasting newsroom in Detroit Michigan, this is CBS eyewitness news reporting a special bulletin for you live. Chaos has erupted at Sunday’s nuclear disarmament protest in New York City. The peaceful protest turned violent in the evening as police and riot squads were already on standby and struggled to maintain the peace, gunfire eventually broke out and many have been wounded. Eyewitness sources allege that some within the crowd became agitated at the police presence, and chaos ensued shortly thereafter as NYPD officials report that Molotov cocktails were thrown at idle policemen during a speech given by Philip Windsor, the outspoken and controversial anti-nuclear activist. Windsor was among the first to be critically wounded at Sunday’s protest. Evidence of said explosives launched at police have yet to been recovered, but many law enforcement officials have stepped forth to corroborate the story. The current death toll of protestors and civilians is still under dispute, we won’t report on any figures on air tonight but civilian and law enforcement casualties are expected to be high. Thousands of rounds were fired, much of the gunfire was reported to be discharged by law enforcement and national guardsmen who were also on the scene. It is believed that most of those attending the rally were believed to be unarmed, but conflicting reports from the New York police department and United States National Guard say otherwise. This incident, although a very tragic one, is just one of many that has resulted from the ongoing activity and discourse over the possible threat of global nuclear war. The United States and Soviet Union have amassed nearly 18,000 megatons in nuclear warheads, with the Soviet Union leading at 11,000 megatons. With the United States backing out of the Intermediate-Range Nuclear Forces Treaty, an increased in military maneuvers have occurred globally. Nonetheless, we here at WACB news network would like to remind you, our viewers at home, to please stay at home with your loved ones during these turbulent times and respect both government and law enforcement authorities. More at eleven.”
By Joshua Sanchez5 years ago in Fiction
