Sci Fi

"Unfathomable"
The world as she knew it, no longer existed, to think that four months ago she had a bank account and credit cards, she had her bedroom, in the only home she had ever known, she had been employed at a job of her choice, that had allowed her the opportunity to save money and schedule a vacation, there would be no vacation now...no sunset in Cabo! She wondered ...who was driving her car? Her car, which had provided her the freedom to commute to any place she so desired.
By Pamela Walsh-Holte5 years ago in Fiction
The Heart of a Family
The wind blows incessantly, but I don’t let it bother me anymore. It used to tear at my soul and fill me with anger. I couldn’t handle not being in control, of being at its mercy. That was all before the Darkness came.
By Sonya Perreault 5 years ago in Fiction
The Klaxons Sounded
Dad and Eddie built the shelter in June 2037. They worked all summer long, using blasting caps to blow a chunk out of the hillside behind our house. Dad borrowed excavators from work, clearing the rubble aside, piling it up to conceal the entrance.
By Angel Whelan5 years ago in Fiction
An Account
Things now are beginning to improve, the worst we hope has past. Every year that passes gives us reason to believe that we will survive. We’ve managed to gain some measure of prosperity, mostly concerning our food supply. It’s been 10 years now since the breakdown and we haven’t seen any of them for the last 2 years. How any of them made it that long is beyond me.
By Katie 5 years ago in Fiction
Those that wish us dead.
You would think that having an enormous sum of wealth and resources would keep you out of trouble despite the state in which the world sleeps. We all did… and for a while, it actually worked. Keeping the rebellion at bay while we designed our own safe havens, locked away from insurrectionists and those willing to betray humanity for a better taste of life that wasn’t exactly denied to them.
By Drew Perkins5 years ago in Fiction
Loss Of A Sun
It’s still dark outside. I mean, yeah, that’s the norm now, but it still kind of scares me. I’ve never been a huge fan of the dark, or of what hides in it. Still, though, I’m alive, darkness or no.
By PenguinSquiggles5 years ago in Fiction
The Locket
She found it in a muddy ditch. The sun caught the metal and shined just enough for her to notice. She bent and retrieved her treasure. This world was no place for girls or women. She wore men's cloths with her breasts bound flat against her. Safer. She was a thief, and a good one at that.
By Diane Poole5 years ago in Fiction
Communication Breakdown
Nataly glanced furtively out the window of her battered and broken BMW. The sky outside was dark, throwing a velvet blanket over the forest beyond. She debated with herself if she should bring a flashlight so she could see, but she didn’t want to draw attention to herself out there. Maybe she should just stay in the car until morning, but by then it may be too late. Almost as if hearing her thoughts, the moon moved out from behind a cloud, and provided enough light for her to several feet in front of her.
By Joyce Kay5 years ago in Fiction
Jack
Zoe crept through the rubble, picking her way through the maze of steel and concrete strewn across the landscape. She chose her steps with care, making sure to avoid planting her bare feet on the shards of glass that littered the ground. Trailing in her wake was a line of perfect imprints, marking her progress in the blanket of ashy powder covering the world.
By Brian Tanguay 5 years ago in Fiction
Almost Perfect
Everybody knew it was a terrible idea. Even the President looked unsure, when he announced the go-ahead for the new magma-fueled power station. And with his grades in school, chances are he had no idea what he was talking about anyway. Finally, people of the world came together, Christians and Muslims, Whites and Blacks, Women and Men, united in the absolute agreement that this was a no good, very bad thing.
By Angel Whelan5 years ago in Fiction
SCHIZONAUT
"It's him, sir, that ship is definitely the Pazuzu, nothing else looks like that or moves that fast!" This became the call to battle stations for more than 10,000 S.T.R.I.L.E. personnel to mobilize their assault, upon one man.
By Dashiel Ikonovich5 years ago in Fiction
Just a Little Glitch
‘Cucumber and mint water.’ I reported, savouring the sweet, cold liquid, dehydrated from the long flight. ‘Ooo I want some!’ Katherine said quickly, dropping her bags, her sweatpants, neck pillow and wild, disheveled brown hair looking amusingly out of place.
By Ashley Somogyi5 years ago in Fiction