Sci Fi
Underground Society
Finally after 15 years of living underground in caves, we might finally have a chance to return to the surface. The end of corona virus led to the beginning of the Bio age and the advancing developments in our biological warfare that drove us all underground. Tensions and distrust between the superpowers of the world rose during the decade after the pandemic with rumors of threats, and even conspiracies of population control streamed through the households across America. Even to this day its unclear what happened back then in 2030 when the Bio-Fog plagued our land with death. Foreign or domestic bio terrorism struck and the whole face of the planet was forced to share the consequence. An extremely violent & aggressive bio weapon filled the air with a poisonous fog that does not dissipate with wind or elements, only moves with the wind and almost coagulates when agitated or stressed. This terror quickly found its stretch wide across most of the entire world before anyone could really prepare for it.
By Christian Douglass5 years ago in Fiction
The Hunt
Just a quarter past seven on a dark winter day. In the shadow of a bell tower, long since abandoned, a pool of oily black water sat still on the floor. Its murky tourmaline shades were glowing under the stained glass windows and small fires burned perpetually on the surface of the pool. Only the sound of the whispering wind could be heard, kicking against the loose shingles in the roof.
By Kason Durham5 years ago in Fiction
Lock-IT!
”Thank you everyone! We’re Lock-IT!” I threw up some finger hearts and mildly struggled to keep my microphone steady in my sweaty hands. I took a bow with my girls and smiled for the various cameras zooming past us. We had just finished a concert for the closing ceremony of The 50, a lottery drawing for citizens to become the next big idol group. Here in Dadeun you either become an idol or become a fan—literally. Ever since the rise of girl groups and boy bands decades ago, it was all anyone could be now.
By violet duran5 years ago in Fiction
Guardians of Joy
Holding it in my hands, it looked small but felt enormous; like a boulder shrunk to the size of teacup Wondering how ridiculous the thought of finding this thing in the middle of the walkway could be, I wondered about that split second when I was about to walk past this little heart-shaped galaxy until I saw the chain.
By David Parra5 years ago in Fiction
The Taste of Silver
Haunted by shadows of the past, a lone wanderer followed the long country road to what used to be his home. Tucked away in the quiet hills of the piney woods, he remembered it stood as tall as the trees themselves. Painted white, the wood panels gleamed among the green forest as if it were Neuschwanstein Castle. Its windows, like eyes, were draped in black shudders and situated above and around the red door. There he’d sit listening to the crickets chirp, the locusts buzz, and the leaves shake as the sun cast its last light on the road he’d finally found…County Road 471.
By Taylor Davis5 years ago in Fiction
Rain
The rain was coming down heavy. It was always raining now. He used to love the days when the rain would come down during a hot sun. Prisms of light dancing as he shielded his eyes, water dripping down his forehead. Then there were the years of no rain. A decade. Lakes had dried up. Gone were the summer memories of jumping off a dock into a cool body of water. Not giving a thought to bacteria counts and rations. The rains that followed were unrelenting. You could never get dry. And the air, it permeated with a dampness and must that burned your nostrils. There was less and less light now and it had grown colder. A welcome relief from the decades of heat that they had adapted to. Everything had run on cooling. Labyrinths had been built to take advantage of the coolness below the surface. They were now full of water. Skyscrapers were being erected under absurdly difficult building conditions. Everything was wet and slippery. It was the most dangerous profession to be on the building crews. But it held the most money.
By Emily Piesz5 years ago in Fiction
Enter Command
When every function of society was connected to a single unifying grid, there could be only one outcome. The government unwittingly made sure of that. The power to immediately shut everything down in case of threat or emergency, whatever that may be. It was for the best of intentions, like any high ideal. Until something wrested control. Their computer scientists proposed innumerable theories, some more outlandish than the last, but for all the combined knowledge that still existed in a quieter world, no answers could be found.
By Brian Salata5 years ago in Fiction
Human Ascension
“Oh, to be human again.” This was the thought the perpetually spun through DSR-13’s mind. Although, could you even call the mass of wires and circuit boards that occupied the space where his brain once sat a mind? A mind can think for itself, can develop new ideas, can create emotions with the power to trigger physical responses in the body of living organism.
By Michael Fleming5 years ago in Fiction
Operation Pet Shop
Nights feel long on Jupiter. The stars shine less brightly when you consider how long they’ve been dead. From what I’ve read, humans were always looking at stars, reading things into them about their futures, their pasts, what made them them – trying to find their way Home (as if it helped them – us – in the end). But the stars are gone; this is just their echo.
By Deborah Stokol5 years ago in Fiction
