Sci Fi
The lonely drifter
20.03.2032 Another boring Saturday. Today is cold. Colder than before. It has been a while since I last wrote I couldn’t find a pen that would work. I don’t know why I bother really. If I had just gave up when I was kicked out, life would have been easier. No one warns you that living on the streets is so… cold. In all ways. People stopped looking at me, instead they look through me. I used to have things. Not just somewhere to live, but interests, hobbies, things. Now it’s just me, my change of clothes, whatever change I find for food and this damn diary.
By Leigh Williams5 years ago in Fiction
Ellie
“Cock-a-doodle-doo!” the rooster bellowed from under the tall Oak tree. Ellie moaned and rolled over in bed, “Just ten more minutes please Jasper…” Ellie muttered. Jasper was a fine rooster, Ellie’s father had raised him from a chick. Jasper was likely the strongest bird in father’s flock, in fact he had won duels against 27 other roosters and established himself as the top bird on the farm. He loved to burrow under that Oak tree. The juiciest worms on the farm would crawl out from the root systems under the mighty Oak; in summer cicadas the size of your thumb would crawl up. Jasper enjoyed many fine feasts that was for sure. Ellie would have to fight him off when she wanted to collect some bait for going down to the fishing hole.
By Seamus Green 5 years ago in Fiction
A Mother's Smile
I remember the sound of the bombs dropping. Then a bright light. Then darkness. I was playing in the living room of our Family Co-habitation Facility in the Northeast Quadrant of the Federation of North American States (FedNAS, as the news anchors liked to call it) with my two brothers. My little sister was in her crib. I was only six years old when the lockdowns started—FedNAS soldiers would go house-to-house handing out flyers in the poor areas with residents who couldn’t afford internet service telling us to “shelter in place” in case of an attack.
By Craig C Mackey5 years ago in Fiction
A World Alone
The red flashing lights slowly started to wake the man strapped to the chair who had just been having a rather pleasant dream. Deep within his mind something was screaming for him to wake up but it was a quiet scream and he squinted trying to fall back into his dream. Then the sound started to register, much like a wrench across corrugated steel, it was an alarm that he knew well and it was deeply ingrained in his training.
By Claire Perry5 years ago in Fiction
The miner and the medic
The miner and the medic He had told her his name was Devo. Most miners died before their 20th birthday. Devo was in bad shape; red oil flowed freely from his arm implant. Lena reached into her bag and extracted a fat little jar with a screw top. She pulled her patient under the leaf of giant bamboo. It would have to do. Hopefully, the drones wouldn’t spot them.
By Veronique Aglat5 years ago in Fiction
The Fiery Heart
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. And Luna assumed she knew all too well the hateful world she now thrived in. She knew there was no escape, but she had to try. Had to do anything she could to get back to him ...
By Issie Amelia5 years ago in Fiction
After-Earth.
Year 17,021: UFO hovering over a world as we knew it, two aliens land in what appears to be an unknown city. An unknown state. An unknown country. Everything that surrounds them is bronze. Dilapidation is an understatement. Earth is now history. Sand and dirt surround buildings. Grass sprouts from every cement road that neighborhood homes and cities. Suburban neighborhoods that housed the wealthy lowered into the slums that were shunned upon by the more fortunate. Not a shred of human life form left. Other life forms, classified as “Aliens”, still remain. Like humans, aliens are spread across the never-ending galaxy came from different families. The most prominent family of the galaxy are the Lli’s, who's known for completing the one task that none of the other life forms could. Destroying the earth. The remaining relatives of the well-known family, Lli-Eson and his 8-year-old son, Lli-Len, arrive in what was known as New York. A city that never slept, is now at rest. Times-Square lights are no more. Every building, abandoned. Every light, shut off. Lli-Eson opens the door on his ship with his long green tentacle, walking side by side with his child. Lli-Len has no idea where he’s at. His father has taken him to every planet there is, but not Earth.
By Sierra Ginae.5 years ago in Fiction
Alien Apocalypse
The End: Amidst the chaos of the collapse of EVERYTHING all around the globe—religions, commercialism, all governments... I clasped the locket my beloved had given me so tightly in my fist, that it left a bloody imprint of a heart on my palm. I plagued myself with questions: “Is he already dead? Why wouldn’t he listen?” He had taken a stand against us… against ME! It broke my heart, but a clear line in the sand has been drawn, and he is on the other side, along with the majority of humankind.
By Karla Bowen Herman5 years ago in Fiction
