Sci Fi
Crimson Heart
Delilah was hidden deep in the shadows of the heavily populated Crimson Heights. She was following a fellow mage. She was part of the security detail of her clan. The Crimson Heart Clan. It was one of four. Back in 2045, scientist groups from around the world decided to look into the four elements to save the earth from demise. Global warming has destroyed all of Australia and melted the ice caps causing the oceans rise. Millions of people died. Along the way they discovered certain people could wield the power of the elements. Her powers derived from fire. Hence the Crimson Hearts, mages of fire.
By Melissa Goswick5 years ago in Fiction
The Burning Fields
They don’t tell us who it is we’re burning. They just bring the bodies by the truckload and dump them here for us. My fieldmate — Pox, he likes to be called — thinks of them like photographs; snapshots of who they were before they expired. We make up stories for them sometimes, dreaming up what kinds of people they were and what they had accomplished.
By Sean M Tirman5 years ago in Fiction
Mama Blue
Trouble don't last always. Of my grandmother's adages I've kept that ground me in times of change, this one just hits different. It's almost radical. The reality is, that while I may be OK on this path, someone out there ain't doing quite as hot. Too soon? Apologies. I've been told my choice of words are like the sword, but, after all, is that not what He came to send? By the looks of it, God is a man of his word. Not that he has gender, though this is certainly some masculine destruction right here. Waves hotter than any of my kid summers in South Georgia. And who do we have to thank? That's right. Man. Men. War has not yet touched my family and yet it's a pervasive constant in our personal struggles for today's gold. Water. I am in the sixth generation of the Comfrey family, a name chosen - not given. Mama Blue named us and shared a seemingly insignificant small totem from child to child. Now, we all knew there would come a day where water wars would devastate this community. It is the lifeline, and our totem the Key to the Kingdom, quite literally.
By Janelle Wright5 years ago in Fiction
Getting Mo out
Mo doesn’t know the exact reasons for her arrest, but she knows not to expect freedom at the end of this day. She has had plenty of time to think in the ‘waiting’ room and concluded that if not something unexpected would happen, the only way she could get home was through determination.
By Cifer Mushu5 years ago in Fiction
New World
No one took the news reports seriously. I didn’t either honestly. Not until it happened. All my life I’d heard reports of NASA saying asteroids were headed for our planet. Bigger ones always missed, so it makes sense that no one believed one as massive as the one that hit was on a direct course to hit us. Luckily for me, one of my best friends had a father, who was a huge doomsday prepper. Kaley and I made fun of it alot but to be honest, the bunker he built under their backyard was pretty cool. It had 5 different floors and was like a maze. We played hide and go seek down there everyday when we were kids. We’d have sleepovers in there and even claimed our rooms just in case anything ever did actually happen but we never really believed it would.
By Jessica Mitchell5 years ago in Fiction
Rubicon Day
"Quadrant 47, Subarea 4. Routine sweep of Blithesome Drive requested. " So began the weekly sterile form of subterfuge for Candace Blevins, Assistant Deputy Manager, Metropolitan Emergency Management Agency. Every week since the evacuations Candace used her power and fourteen years of clout and experience to ensure a sweep through this particular street in this particular neighborhood.
By Christopher Ward5 years ago in Fiction
The End of Sett.
Tarqwine dove under a burst of fire from a Roamer’s hand cannon. The shell exploded behind him. Wasting no time, he shoved his father’s speargun into the opponent’s chest. He could feel its heartbeat through the weapon. With a cry of agony, the Roamer collapsed onto the ash covered ground, dead.
By Chris Schultz5 years ago in Fiction
Lost Locket in a Dystopian Future
The gas and dust debris are starting to settle. We’re aren’t prepared for what this new world looks like. There had been a war that caused a nuclear fallout but if that wasn’t enough there was asteroids falling from the skies when the war was just about over. It caused it to amplify the effects of the nuclear war zones causing more explosions and hazardous waste to fall.
By Ariel Rini5 years ago in Fiction
