Sci Fi
The Code
One In the beginning was the code, the code was flawed. I’d heard about the competition only last night. The problem was the deadline, only 28 hours left. I was about to give in and say forget it, but the words of my mother kept ringing in my mind, “Don’t let yourself be discouraged.” It was after all a short 600 to 2000 word story and the grand prize was such that I could not refuse the challenge. So, I did some brainstorming late into the night with plans to begin writing the story in the morning. The next morning, upon waking, I realized something was terribly wrong.
By Noah Raidiger5 years ago in Fiction
Corrupted
Keely searched through the rubble of a store near a meteor impact sight. She knew it was risky. Strange things happened to people when they went too close to the meteors. The last person she had seen this close to a fragment went crazy, babbling about seeing ghosts. God knew there had to be plenty of spirts around. So many people had died from the impacts. There were times that Keely felt like she could feel their presence pressing in on her. She wondered if the meteors hadn’t changed more than just civilization.
By J A Guenzler5 years ago in Fiction
Escaping Hopelessness
Under the hazy red sky, a lone figure ran across the barren wasteland. The sound of grit and gravel crunched beneath her feet. Amina's chest burned from the hours she had spent fleeing in this vast abyss of hopelessness. She could still hear the blazing sound of sirens in the distance. It had been years since the Earth's collapse but the air still reeked of death and decay. It was a constant reminder of her own fragile mortality.
By Melissa Shivers5 years ago in Fiction
The End Of The Beginning
“I stared at the void,” he said with fear and panic in his eyes, “it called me, the same way it called this earth, it stared back at me” with tears rolling from his eyes as he explained his story, “I still hear the sounds'' he continued aggressively gripping his face with both hands as he screamed out “ YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN THERE!!!” the atmosphere changed, senses were heightened his words shook everyone in the room
By Fatima Barrie5 years ago in Fiction
Relics
Jon grows weary in my thoughts. Now, when I see myself and this locket chained to me, I hate that I am without him. Like everyone else, Jon did not give me this locket. It was always mine, but he was the first to notice it. In a sea of fluorescent color, bold characters vying to stand out against the darkest digital black sky, this locket, he said, was the only thing made of gold.
By Reena Wolfe5 years ago in Fiction
A Heart to Remember
"Grandma, can you tell us about Grandpa Luke now? Pleeeease?" Josephine looked out upon her late husband's fields from the top-floor window of the cottage they once shared. Instantly, she was transported back to a time when those same fields were the glue of their survival. The fields were once lush and vibrant. Now, however, the fields were dying. And so was Josephine.
By David Orozco5 years ago in Fiction
The Search
Jeremiah guided his silky black horse through the old town. This ruined collection of giant, crumbling buildings is all that remained of a civilization that no longer existed. Most people didn’t risk traveling through these sections. Chunks of these ancient structures fell to the ground frequently. But the peace was worth it. He wound his way through the haunting skeleton of the formerly great city.
By Brandon Moore5 years ago in Fiction
Feminisma’s Manifesto - There's Nobody Really There
A tribe of evil narcissists has taken over. They are seemingly led by OGLE, a global behemoth that owns and operates BitLocket. Virus 2.1 killed off swathes of us. Narcissus ran laps in its wake, contaminating the majority of the Thinking who were left. Then we entered the Battle Age.
By Sophie Jackson5 years ago in Fiction
Forest of Memories
"That thing is still following me." Jonathan thought as his breathing became heavy and his footsteps slower. He simply wasn't fast enough to outrun it, and he dreaded the moment that it would finally strike, cutting him down in some slow, agonizing fashion. He didn’t want his life to be ended in such a gruesome way, but he was the only one who could hope to save his boyfriend at this point, and he had to keep going - even if it meant his untimely demise at the claws of some wicked beast.
By Brandon Walker5 years ago in Fiction
