Fan Fiction
Chapter 2: Jasper & Sunny
Chapter Two: Nostalgia Sunny drank coffee on the small balcony of her room. She took in the view of the river, which was partially iced over. She’d just gotten off the phone with her cousin Kim and they squealed together as she told her to story of meeting Jasper. It brought her back to their many sleepovers where they’d spend hours listening to the music of The Boys Around Town.
By Alejandra Mora Hendler4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 1: Jasper & Sunny
Sunny Valdez grew up having a crush on Jasper Cain Sheridan, lead singer of The Boys Around Town the hottest boy band of the 90s. His falsetto voice and dance moves made her and millions of other girls swoon. The music got her through dark times after the death of her parents and the beautiful lyrics brought about her love of writing. It's now almost 25 years later and she and the other fans have grown up but they've never forgotten, the Boys and the music. One day a chance meeting thrusts Sunny and Jasper together in a romantic tale that all boy band fans dream of.
By Alejandra Mora Hendler4 years ago in Fiction
Star Trek: Ascension - Chapter 8
Chapter Eight Picard and Riker find themselves suspended side by side in a vast darkness like toy figures on a rack. Surrounding them on every side are thousands of alien species suspended and luminous in a Dominion designed stasis protocol. Above each of them is a glowing symbol, a Founders designation. Similar symbols appear above Picard and Riker as they are catalogued and the archive's stasis program activates.
By Justin Michael Greenway4 years ago in Fiction
The Phantom of Stage 16: Prologue
His face was by all rights his fortune. Beginning in 1920, Erik Stevenson was the king of silent movies. When the striking 20-year-old first arrived in Hollywood in 1919, he was said to look very much like famous stage and screen star John Barrymore. However, within just a year of his screen debut, his own piercing eyes and dramatic profile became the very logo of Hollywood. The lines around the theater for his films were spectacular, and he could hardly make films quickly enough to please his audience. Many studios tried desperately to get his contract, but he remained forever loyal to the studio that gave him his start.
By Rebekah Brannan4 years ago in Fiction
Star Trek: Ascension - Chapter 7
Chapter Seven Geordi's shadowed figure emerges from a Jeffries tube access in a dark alcove just off main engineering. Drawing his phaser, he moves onto the deck with the hyper-vigilance of an experienced cat-burglar. His targeting arm, however, drops to his side with the phaser in hand as he stands stunned at the site before him. All around him, bodies lay on the floor. Shaken to action by training and experience, he moves quickly to kneel over the closest body and checks for a pulse. He sighs deeply, looking up at the device that rests like a monolithic boulder in the center of the deck. He rises and approaches it cautiously but takes pause at the abandoned interface helmet at his feet. He stoops down and picks up, examining it with the superior technology of his cybernetic eyes. Fingerprints, microscopic scuffing of the alloy, and residual traces of an energy pattern he has never seen before.
By Justin Michael Greenway4 years ago in Fiction
Star Trek: Ascension - Chapter 6
Chapter Six The Dominion device sits on the deck of main engineering with the Titan's WARP core pulsating behind it in a deep soothing tempo. Protruding from its side is the metallic box containing Moriarty's holographic matrix, which has been haphazardly integrated into the machine's casing. Three cords from a bundle spilling out of the machine run pass through the box, then along the floor to the virtual reality helmet once again worn by Alden, who stands in front of the device's targeting array.
By Justin Michael Greenway4 years ago in Fiction
Broken Heroes
This tale first appeared at Cold Open Stories, and was written for Anthology X. The Dead Head launched itself up the tower wall, powerful front claws ripping at the stone and crumbling masonry as it tried to reach them. The thing was the size of a salvage hauler, its sides covered in the same ugly chitin as its eyeless skull, and every impact of its hammering legs shook the tower. When it was half a dozen feet away, a seam in the featureless face opened, revealing rows of razor teeth, and grasping tendrils dripping with corrosive mucous. As soon as he saw the opening Renn’s fingers tightened on the trigger, and a gleaming, steel spike arced through the air. Moonlight glistened along the shaft for just a moment before it vanished into the beast’s jaws. There was a wet, crunching sound, and for a moment the creature stopped moving. That moment was all gravity needed to curl its grip around the monstrous thing, sending it hurtling down to the shattered ground below.
By Neal Litherland4 years ago in Fiction
Star Trek: Ascension - Chapter 5
Chapter Five It is said by the local systems that the only thing remarkable about the Zendalen Ardis asteroid belt is that there is nothing remarkable about it. Even the most common collection of cosmic drift harbors something of value; ore for mining, chemical ice, or even a mineral density strong enough for the foundation of an outpost to cling to. Yet this collection, decorated with a backdrop of the cloudy belt of the Ardis nebula, offers nothing of value. Not even pirates or smugglers bother with it, as the alloy hulls of their ships are easily detectable among the balloons of dusty rubble. However, these are the very reasons the asteroid belt has been chosen for the rendezvous with the Enterprise. As the Titan wades deeper into the giant rocks towards the center of the belt for her rendezvous any other ship would be just as easily detected.
By Justin Michael Greenway4 years ago in Fiction
Cracked windows
The Day of the Boxmore and Professor Venomous Merger Boxman’s perspective I don’t think I can sit still. I’m running around like a chicken whose head is slightly decapitated, but is still able to breathe and eat. A weird feeling. A strange existence to indulge in without feeling like a complete fool.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
